Fantasizing about chickens
It's 3:41 am, and I am having a little bout of insomnia.
And when this happens, my thoughts sometimes turn to chickens.
I want to go just a little bit further on that road to sustainability.
And I want really fresh eggs.
I know absolutely nothing about raising chickens, but my early-morning surfing has shown me that Amazon features at least six lists written by chicken owners and enthusiasts:
And I haven't even started on Google.
3 comments:
Jim wants to raise chickens too, but all the neighbors have chickens, and we can get fresh eggs, and I just think there would be a lot of poop, which Mia would then roll in.
A chick is easier to raise than a puppy. And better tasting.
But does it get all excited when you come home from work?
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