I once had a cow named after me - but the farmer had to sell her because she wasn't a good mama. I could have told them that would happen! (Lol - I'm one of them childless cat ladies...)
When we were first married, decades ago, we rented a small house on 4 acres, with a barn and fenced pasture. We were city kids who knew nothing. Our neighbors thought we were cute, so we wound up with two horses fresh off the Montana range, a goat, a whole bunch of chickens, a turkey, and uncounted rabbits - none of which we paid for. Our neighbor was president of the Minnesota Rabbit Breeders' Association. He would give us his culls that weren't show quality, and like a good little mad scientist, I set out to cross-breed them in an insane attempt (hey - I was 21!) to create a really colorful rabbit. My chickens, meanwhile, were out doing it all on their own! We incubated a clutch of Black Langshank chickens, and one of the roosters from that batch imprinted on me. That damned bird rode on my shoulder and pooped down my back for years!
After fake feline fricassee fabrications and Victor Orban fanboyism, your chickens are such a calming dose of reality. I wish Esther the best with her brood.
Years ago, I loved going to the county fair... mostly to see all the different chickens and rabbits. I was amazed that there were so many varieties of chickens. Who would have imagined! This was true of the rabbits too. It boggles the mind. A very fond memory.
I really needed a little break from all the serious stuff in our lives. Thanks for giving us great information and an update on the chickens. Stay safe.
I was just thinking: the only thing I want tonight is a good chicken story. No politics, not the weather, and especially not the fires we have going on. Only chickens. Thank you!
Don't know if it's still on any longer (I used to record "Guiding Light" so I could binge-watch on the weekends), but there was a soap called "All My Children." Joyce, you might borrow from that title and call it "All My Chickens." Actually, contacting someone at PBS miight not be a bad idea. They have a long list of shows for young children now. I wonder how many of them might benefit from learning about chickens???
That naughty little hen not's saying. Either she's protecting his identity, or is not too sure? No matter what she's been up to, she has a wonderful "mother" and dog name Bella who are happy for her. What kind of "little chick" shower snacks might be appropriate? Cornbread, instead of cake?
Beautiful! I am longing for the time when we will have more pics and stories about chicks and less about political turkeys and weasels (no offense to turkeys and weasels).
At some point I hope the producers at MSNBC have sense enough to ask you to expound upon all the wisdom you have gained from living with chickens. It would be a great relief from much of the dreadful political theater we have to deal with (as important as that is) and reacquaint us with some of the joys of ordinary life.
I needed a chicken story tonight. Thank you. You need to write a book! Wayward chickens. Hurricane. Blue eggs. Oh, my. I'd buy it for my grandkids.
When the election is over, perhaps she can be pressured to do the book. An MTV Chicken Dance video would work too.
I’m reminded of Harry the Rooster, named for my Uncle Harry, who I cared for one blessed spring and summer once upon a time.
I once had a cow named after me - but the farmer had to sell her because she wasn't a good mama. I could have told them that would happen! (Lol - I'm one of them childless cat ladies...)
Linda, a bedtime chicken story is just what I needed too. Oh Joyce. Could you leave this someplace we can watch this as needed???
I'm going to try saving the email to one of my folders, so I can watch it whenever I need a few big smiles!
I also needed that story. This week has not been that great, either. As for "Wayward Chickens", I'd buy that book for myself!
Yes, Dianne, me too!
I volunteer to illustrate the book! In watercolor...
🙂
If you're really serious, I volunteer to write the words.
i'd buy it for me!
Esther is now the official poster hen for reproductive rights.
T-shirts & hats!
"We will be known by our colors" (my version of Matthew 7....)
Eggsactly!
You, Patricia, are too funny! 😂
Absolutely!
Your chickens are fascinating. Reading your stuff is an education. Thank you.
Sally, yes it has been very educational. And sweet!!!
When we were first married, decades ago, we rented a small house on 4 acres, with a barn and fenced pasture. We were city kids who knew nothing. Our neighbors thought we were cute, so we wound up with two horses fresh off the Montana range, a goat, a whole bunch of chickens, a turkey, and uncounted rabbits - none of which we paid for. Our neighbor was president of the Minnesota Rabbit Breeders' Association. He would give us his culls that weren't show quality, and like a good little mad scientist, I set out to cross-breed them in an insane attempt (hey - I was 21!) to create a really colorful rabbit. My chickens, meanwhile, were out doing it all on their own! We incubated a clutch of Black Langshank chickens, and one of the roosters from that batch imprinted on me. That damned bird rode on my shoulder and pooped down my back for years!
Great story! 😁
Deb Jensen, you and Joyce along with other responders much get together and write a book or several children’s books.
I appreciated each comment!!!!
After fake feline fricassee fabrications and Victor Orban fanboyism, your chickens are such a calming dose of reality. I wish Esther the best with her brood.
I know so little about chickens - love the info & the photos. Never realized how beautiful and varied they are! Stay dry!
Years ago, I loved going to the county fair... mostly to see all the different chickens and rabbits. I was amazed that there were so many varieties of chickens. Who would have imagined! This was true of the rabbits too. It boggles the mind. A very fond memory.
I really needed a little break from all the serious stuff in our lives. Thanks for giving us great information and an update on the chickens. Stay safe.
I was just thinking: the only thing I want tonight is a good chicken story. No politics, not the weather, and especially not the fires we have going on. Only chickens. Thank you!
LOL it's a chicken soap opera! I love it. Please let us know how the saga turns out :-)
Don't know if it's still on any longer (I used to record "Guiding Light" so I could binge-watch on the weekends), but there was a soap called "All My Children." Joyce, you might borrow from that title and call it "All My Chickens." Actually, contacting someone at PBS miight not be a bad idea. They have a long list of shows for young children now. I wonder how many of them might benefit from learning about chickens???
Oh wow
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ALL MY CHICKENS is hysterical! 🤣
Sherry, can't you picture Joyce walking up on stage to accept her Emmy for "Best New Program?"
I wanna know who the baby-daddy is!
That naughty little hen not's saying. Either she's protecting his identity, or is not too sure? No matter what she's been up to, she has a wonderful "mother" and dog name Bella who are happy for her. What kind of "little chick" shower snacks might be appropriate? Cornbread, instead of cake?
Yes, me too!
Beautiful! I am longing for the time when we will have more pics and stories about chicks and less about political turkeys and weasels (no offense to turkeys and weasels).
At some point I hope the producers at MSNBC have sense enough to ask you to expound upon all the wisdom you have gained from living with chickens. It would be a great relief from much of the dreadful political theater we have to deal with (as important as that is) and reacquaint us with some of the joys of ordinary life.
Richard! Please! MSNBC is not, to my knowledge, partnering with the an Alabama Grange.
Stay safe and hope all goes well for you and the whole family, and the storm leaves you all together and well.
So nice to see & read about chickens. I’m so sick & tired of trump.
Such a fresh escape, thank you Joyce!
So sweet. A lovely respite. Wishing you good luck with the storm!
It's nice to have something else to anticipate. Crossing my fingers for a healthy brood.