We’ve reached the point in quarantine where my kids want chickens & I said yes. Planted a cover crop & ordered a (totally enclosed because, cats) coop & 6ft run. Getting ready to pick up eggs from a local farm. Have I lost my mind?
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Roosters. Man the nightmares. We used to have to carry a stick around my grandmother’s yard to protect ourselves.
We had one that would sit on the roof and wait for my sister to go outside in the morning to catch the bus and then he would chase her all the way there.
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My dad as a boy would sneak into a farmer's yard with friends, tuck chooks heads under their wings, rock them to sleep and then leave them in lines on the ground... Obviously they'd be punished if caught.
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