I, too, am a full time - work outside the home - employee, and a weekend chicken friend. The girls give me such joy though. Every morning, I start my truck, I go out to the coop to 'check on the girls'. We share a good morning to you, and they squawk good morning back. I get my first egg of the day, and begrudgingly shuffle out to work. In the afternoon, when I am released from my Cube Farm prison, I can hear them yelling for me to let them out so they can do their circuit and re-discover the yard. (yes, they free range when I am home so we can listen for any problems.)
On the weekends, I clean their house, fill the feeders, and waterers. We have only 4 girls at this time; we got them as babies in July and have been hand raising them ever since. Our Cocker Spaniel and the Pomeranian think they are responsible to keep in line. Many times the dogs help herd the girls back into the coop. The hens come when I call them by name, and are treated to blueberries (from our yard), and in turn, they have been treating us to 3 eggs every day. (and no, we haven't added any extra light to extend the light during the day).
who knew how much fun these girls could be? Many a day, during the warmer months, I have come home, dropped my crud in the garage, grabbed a beer, and sat playing with the hens. What a great de-stresser!!!!
Our girls were all named by DH...
BPR - 2nd Breakfast
2 BO - Nugget and Kernel McNugget
Americanna - Houdini