Which Came First... The Chicken or The Egg?

February 13, 2011 our chickens hatched.

I have wanted chickens for years and have saved loads of egg cartons for the day. This year my boys and I just happened to go to the feed store on February 14, the day the baby chicks arrived. They were one day old and it was love at first sight. We were mesmerized. I promised the boys that we would go home, prepare a place and come back to get them the next week. So we did.

This blog is our chicken story and a look at "The Good", "The Bad", and "The Ugly"of what we have learned through this wonderful adventure of raising backyard chickens.

I hope we can inspire you to raise your own backyard chickens or purchase your "Eggs" from those who do so that we collectively can decrease the demand and put an end to "The Ugly" in the chicken industry.

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Thanks for reading, Dorothy

Friday, November 18, 2011

Chickens and Boys

Linda, known for her beauty.
Dylan holding White Chick aka Blanche DuBois. Dylan named her White Chick but my friend thought it was an awful name so she calls her Blanche. Needless to say, White Chick / Blanche DuBois has a bit of an identity crises. Notice that she is pointing her toes trying to be all prim and proper, like she is going to tea or something. I think it has all gone to her head because she often thinks that she is too good to hang with the other girls and ventures off alone.
Linda checking to see if Dylan is ok.


Noah decides that Dylan needs a chicken on his back.

Tails up! I love their little poofy bloomers.



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