Where the Chickens....
And the children....
...Run free...
(Except for the bird dog while the chickens are out, because there would be no more chickens roaming free!!)
..Where seldom is heard....(except for the 24/7 cock-a-doodle-dooing!)...
...An Encouraging (yes, that's right!) word...
...Because the chickens are MEAN and FIESTY!
When my hubby bought me chickens for Easter, there was supposed to be 6 hens and 2 roosters.
Well, it's turns out it was the opposite. Now, we are stuck with the meanest ol' chickens we have ever seen!
They chase the kids and peck them. In the picture above the had put me and Ian in a corner of the coop.
I forgot to take pictures because I was so worried about my bare toes being pecked off and I was yelling at my hubby to save us! He came to Ian's rescue! I barely got away from the skin of my toes....
If those darn chickens weren't so pretty.....we wouldn't have them for lunch because my hubby doesn't like chicken that much and wouldn't take the time to ...well, you know...