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My grandmother lived in Livingston. I always thought it was so pretty up there. My grandma worked as a housekeeper for a rancher named Mr. Coleman. She had chickens, and that is where I got my obession.
I remember being on my Grandfather's ranch in Northern California when I was first grade and my father was deployed for a year in the military. That was beyond a lifetime ago. That was back when ranchers and famers were allowed to be ranchers and farmers. He had a very large walnut orchard, a herd of dairy cattle, did a lot of carpentry on the side, and had a chicken house. I spent a lot of free time on the ranch, barn, and yes, the chicken house. He had a small flock, though his favorite was the rhode island red, he called "Roda" after the character in "Mary Tyler Moore." Like I said a lifetime ago, when Lawrence Welk and Hee Ha were in their prime. But, the chicken house and pen were a point of fascination. It got more interesting when we got to get into the old 57 Chevy and go to the General Store. Wood floors, open pickle barrel casks, the whole nine. Well, they had ducks, mallards, in the area they sold chickens, and my mother and I were fascinated, so Grandpa inherited some ducks that procreated. When he sold his ranch about the time Reagan got into office to some hippies that wanted to convert a dairy ranch to a Llama ranch for a large chunk of change rumor had it, those ducks made it to clear lake where they probably have had a lot more generations. Ironically, the same lake he used to throw gunny sacks full of unwanted kittens.
 
I might start raising meat rabbits. (If my family lets me..) I am a bit worried though. This is my first time raising something for meat and I have just had pets my whole life. No, I won't keep all those rabbits as pets of course, I'm just saying the cull would be really hard the first few times.
I raise meat rabbits. The first few times are the hardest. It gets easier but never gets easy per se. Something that helps... if you name your animals, name your breeders ONLY. The babies that are for eating, I simply refer to as "grow outs". That gives a bit of separation. Good luck.
 
My husband and I found ourselves walking around the local Lowe's while on our anniversary get away. Yup. Took everything we had not to bring home some new cabinets! Not worth the risk tearing them up on the way home. Laredo is aloooong drive as it is.
 
Hi, we all love to talk about chickens.


I'm afraid my "real life" friends may get tired of all my "chicken talk"! Hubby has built the frame for a pvc tractor and now I have to help him attach the wire. Normal people don't understand why I want a "stroller" for my chickens.
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