Thursday, November 5, 2009

Which came first. - chicken or egg?




As far as I'm concerned, it was definitely the chicken. I promised chicken pictures and chicken pictures are what you're getting. Well, two. Well, one of the chickens and one of their little roosting rooms.

When I went to get my eggs, yesterday, I asked if I could take a photo or two of the chickens and was granted my request. It's chilly, now, so they're all inside but you can see that there aren't a lot of them. They've got lots of room and even a little ramp to go into and out of their "rooms".

I got a good chuckle as I took that photo of the chicken coming down the ramp. She was trotting down and just stopped and turned her head to look at me. I said, "Smile!" I think she did - heh, heh!

Sandy, their owner, gives them treats, too. She came out with me with a bowl full of carrot scraps for them and there were remnants of pumpkins on the floor because those little sweeties also love pumpkin!

They are treated royally and they oblige by laying lovely brown and tan and even green and blue eggs! Although I have to admit that I did not see the brown chicken and it seems to me that she's the one who lays green/blue eggs. Hmmmm. Not sure I want to know where she is.
Print
Posted by CherylK at 5:38 PM
Labels: ,

4 comments:

  1. Chicken story:

    Many years ago, friends of ours had chickens. Hubby made the mistake of saying he missed having chickens - hearing roosters crow, etc.

    A few days later, said friend shows up with 4 (four) ROOSTERS. Put them in our shop (where we park our equipment). They crowed CONSTANTLY! We built a little chicken coop and considered getting some hens to keep them company, but didn't (chickens, in my mind, are a lot of work!).

    Everyone teases me about being a city girl, so, as a joke, I went to town and bought some chicken feed labeled Hen Scratch.
    I then told our friends that I didn't understand it - even though I was feeding them Hen Scratch, which promised to increase egg production, I still wasn't getting any eggs....
    (picture me doing the dumb blonde act)
    We kept the roosters for a year (although one of them died of natural causes and another disappeared - probably eaten by a coyote), then gave the remaining two to a lady who actually DID have hens.

    Probably not as funny in print as it was in real life.
    ReplyDelete
  2. Oh, it's as funny in print, I assure you! I can't believe your friends fell for that Hen Scratch bit, though. I personally think that getting the chickens would have been a good idea...at least you'd have had eggs. So were the roosters just pets?
    ReplyDelete
  3. Yes, they were pets. They were Aracanas, and really pretty birds. (Aracana hens lay blue/green eggs). We had to keep them penned up, though, because one of them had a habit of coming to the house at 4 am and climbing up on the deck to crow.
    Oh, and the dogs thought it was great fun to chase them.
    I would have liked to have had fresh eggs, but was working a full time job and didn't have time to deal with eggs and such on top of everything else. (I'm such a slacker!)
    ReplyDelete
  4. I grew up on a farm but we didn't have chickens! I love the photo of the one coming down the ramp. I think you're right...I see the smile!
    ReplyDelete

I just love reading your comments. It's part of what makes blogging so much fun, don't you think?

Unfortunately, because of a recent spat of spam, for awhile I'll be reviewing comments before publishing them.

Thanks for understanding.

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)