Need those Chickens

When we moved here in 2015, we had never had chickens before. I had only held a chick or two when I was a child. M said, "We don't need chickens" and that was that.

One week when he was in SLC, he returned home to find we HAD chickens. I had overcome my fear and had traded loaves of fresh wheat bread for chickens, a very good trade indeed.

From that day on I have enjoyed chicken ownership and the ups and downs of it. I have lost a few to old age, and that has been sad. I have raised some from fertilized eggs and that has been so much fun. My little flock of girls and T-Rex follow me around and listen to me hum and expect treats from me, just like the alpacas, dogs and cats do.

Ricky Bobby, the rooster, is still naughty, but T-Rex won't let him go after me. Skidster, the rooster, still lets me hold him. All in all, we get along and it's all good.

M and I enjoy our colorful, fresh eggs and I love to hold these crazy birds and hang with them. I enjoy letting our ranch visitors feel what it is like to hold a chicken and see that chickens and roosters CAN be nice....even though I know not all are. I'm just lucky that mine are almost all sweethearts.

I just thought I'd share today's fun moments I spent with them, and hope it'll bring a little smile to your face.

Of note: My hat was wet-felted by a friend, Kathy McK, who made it from a former alpaca of ours (Ariel). Ariel has since passed on. It's so wonderful that I have some of her with me and can enjoy having her near. It's great that Ariel matches my coat too. Thank you, Kathy, for your amazing artistry.