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Monday, October 24, 2011

Chickens, dogs and kids: oh my!

Yes, I used to be one of those kid-less people who would say "oh my dog does that too!" when you went on about all the cute stuff your toddler did that weekend.  Now that I am a parent of two of my own toddlers, I see what an annoying comparison it was.  However, I stand my ground in that dogs and kids = sameness.  Not to get too dry and boring here but any good dog owner could be a good parent.  I think owning dogs (or any animal that requires a level of training and obedience) should be a pre-requisite to having children.  It teaches you patience, consistency and to find the humor in the face of the ugly.  I mean really, is it poop or chocolate?  Sometimes that really IS the question!

 Recently I bought a chicken.  Chickens are like potato chips. No..worse than potato chips.  They mysteriously multiply seemingly overnight.  Back to my singular chicken, I bought a chicken with no idea what I was going to do with it once I got home or if the dogs would think to "grab a bite to eat".  Nonetheless the chook made it home and we got to work with a coop.  At this time it was the end of July in Texas so if it only got to 100 degrees that day, we thought a cool front was moving in.  We only worked at night with flashlights and borrowed tools, but DH in all his ingenuity finished the most beautiful coop my eyes had ever seen!  Did I mention it was the only coop I had ever seen in real life?  I proudly marched over to my resting hen, scooped her up and presented her luxurious new home, so certain we would later be fighting to get her out she would love it so much.   Fast forward a few hours to 6 am and she is screaming to get out!  She was so used to running the show in the backyard all day she couldn't stand the thought of confinement.  On to Plan B:  adopt second chicken for companionship.  Genius, I know.  This is the part I tell you something you won't believe, chickens are not dumb.  Under the cover of darkness they concocted a conspiracy against us.  By 6 am the next day they were both screaming!  We enjoyed eggs from them for a few more weeks then sent them to Grandma's house, literally.  They now happily reside with the in-laws in a large open style enclosure on 2 acres with a rooster.

 How do chickens multiply you ask? Once you have had your first chicken encounter, they become addicting.  Easy to care for, fun to watch, kid friendly the list goes on! We stayed up researching breeds, egg production, hardiness, weather tolerance and pretty much everything you could ever want to know.  In this time, we ordered from a hatchery and found new chicks at the local feed store almost every week.  See? Potato chips, you can't have just one and you want to try all the varieties out there.

We have learned to be more discerning chicken collectors.  Only taking the time to add to the flock the extremely desirable.

I am by no means an expert on anything.  I do love trying everything at least once and am blogging about our humorous attempt at life.  After all, if you're not laughing at yourself someone else is.

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