Me running around like a chicken with my head cut off is pretty accurate lol ! Which reminds me-at the last show there was a huge sign on the building that listed what the snack bar sold. The first thing listed in big letters was chicken fingers. I told my chickens that that was where the chickens went that didn't behave.
I'm in Lagrange, thirty minutes south of Newnan, less than an hour from Atlanta! I'm looking for a few buff Orpingtons or sex links of any variety if anyone has a good lead!