I've been going out every couple of hours to check for eggs. I love getting outside in winter.
Well, it was a mild January morning and my chickens were singing. Several different breeds and ages were belting out the "happy chicken song" together.
You know the rythmic "buck-buck-buck-buck BUCKOK! buck buck buck buck buck buck BUCKOK!", Each chicken had her own pace and tone and it all fit together, well, like Bach.
I glanced around and realized that even roosters sing the happy chicken song! I didn't know that!
And then I began to sing it too.
There were surprised faces all around.
Renee
Well, it was a mild January morning and my chickens were singing. Several different breeds and ages were belting out the "happy chicken song" together.
You know the rythmic "buck-buck-buck-buck BUCKOK! buck buck buck buck buck buck BUCKOK!", Each chicken had her own pace and tone and it all fit together, well, like Bach.
I glanced around and realized that even roosters sing the happy chicken song! I didn't know that!
And then I began to sing it too.
There were surprised faces all around.
Renee