Weird things only poultry people get.

[EverV]

I saw in the comments on a chicken video on YouTube: They got something wrong in the video. It doesn’t matter about the chicken breed for egg color. Chickens lay brown eggs when they’re happy, and white eggs when they’re sad. That’s why brown eggs are better. Chickens also don’t lay blue eggs. The ones they showed are fake.

You need to tell me the name of this video and I will respond to that person right away and set that person straight

 

[Killyhawker]

Someone clearly doesn't understand chickens lol

Hmmmmm, now quail could be a different outcome (most of mine lay eggs in the afternoon almost suppertime.) There is one that does in the morning. They just started laying this week, so that might change.

 

[EverV]

Btw, meant to ask you guys; when can I be expecting milk from this young feller?

Hmm. You should be able to milk them in just over a month.

 

[The Happster]

Hmmmmm, now quail could be a different outcome (most of mine lay eggs in the afternoon almost suppertime.) There is one that does in the morning. They just started laying this week, so that might change.

Not even that. Chickens don't lay eggs in your hands. They're extremely particular.

They don't want to lay in this nest because it isn't dark enough.
They like to spend time chucking hay around just so their nest is perfect, and only then they can lay an egg.

 

[JacinLarkwell]

Not even that. Chickens don't lay eggs in your hands. They're extremely particular.

They don't want to lay in this nest because it isn't dark enough.
They like to spend time chucking hay around just so their nest is perfect, and only then they can lay an egg.

And then there's the one that seems to just squat and drip it wherever she is at that special time

 

[Chickenhappy8708]

Anybody ever ask you how you tell your chickens apart? Why you like chickens? Ask you what the cute red and white thing full of water in your chicken coop is?

Here's a spot to post your funny stories about these things and more. (If this should be in a different section, please move it!)

Here's one of mine: Last year, I was reading a book called How to Speak Chicken. Someone looks at me and in the most condescending tone possible, says, So, how do you speak chicken? I say, "bawk."

First of all, I love that book!
Second of all, I have a lot of funny chicken stories. My favorite was when I needed a chick sitter. I was asking my friends (city turned country people like me, minus the chickens) and my chickens were 8 weeks old at the time, they were telling me how they were getting turkeys soon, and were thinking about chickens, followed up by a, we got fresh eggs from a neighbors story, and they couldn't eat them because they saw one come out of a chicken I'm interested in seeing how butchering their turkeys goes in November.

 

[Chickenhappy8708]

Oh, so many people.
Even when I held it the other way so they could stroke the back of their neck without seeing the beak.


I actually had someone the other day ask what the feet were reffered to as. "Hands?" "Uhhh, claws"

I've had to hold the chickens so they face me, and people can stroke their tails.

 

[SBFChickenGirl]

Most of the people who know me think of me as the Crazy Chicken Lady. They see me as never being able to harm a bird and loving all of them. Guess what, I'm also a farmer.

That means if I have to hold my birds upside down by the feet to transport them, I will. XD. Most are appalled. I'm just getting things done.

 

[JacinLarkwell]

Most of the people who know me think of me as the Crazy Chicken Lady. They see me as never being able to harm a bird and loving all of them. Guess what, I'm also a farmer.

That means if I have to hold my birds upside down by the feet to transport them, I will. XD. Most are appalled. I'm just getting things done.

My old 4H leader wouldn't wait for birds to calm down. If she was trying to look at them or move them and they panicked, she would just turn them over until they gave up

 

[BigBlueHen53]

And then there's the one that seems to just squat and drip it wherever she is at that special time

I have one of those, an Easter Egger. She takes her name seriously. I have to hunt for her egg, or, conversely, be careful not to step on it, as it could be literally anywhere!