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originally posted by: Cloudbuster
Chickens are a joy and a pain in the butt. A joy because I love their personalitys but a pain as they love to poo all over the place and come inside and attack the fruitbowl.
When my daughter was 2 she was attack by our wonky legged roOster he nearly took out her eye, she has a scar on her eyebrow but no scar on her chest although he got her there to the rooster promptly had his head chopped off but was to scrawny to eat.
Sometimes when our chickens are laying where we can't find the eggs we leave them in the coup a bit longer than usual and then let them out and watch where they run to.
When our chickens lay an egg they like to make a big song and dance that they have layer an egg and it really sounds like they are saying "big egg , big egg, big egg."
One day in winter when they had stopped laying I burnt a banana cake and fed it to the chickens next day we had eggs.
One last experience sorry to blab on, but one day I opened the coup to see if there was any eggs at just the right time a saw a chicken just laying an egg, I saw it plop out of its rear end and into the nest, I felt privileged to have been at the birth of an egg.
Anyways happy eggs are good eggs.
In many ways they are also pets. I sit outside and they come up to me like any dog or cat would.
I had some this past summer that sat out in the summer heat for weeks........cracking them open? PUSS.......very, stinky, nasty PUSS.....bllllaaaaaahhhhhh!