well, the "girls" are no longer with us. 5 years and a whole lotta eggs later --- and no eggs for 3 months, it was time. We won't have to worry about 'em in the cold, feed 'em high priced mash (and no eggs) or keep 'em from the coyotes. Then again -- they were living recyclers -- they ate anything and everything tossed into their coop. Loved watermelon and canteloupe rinds -- popcorn and sweet corn cobs.
Spring and baby chicks are a mere 4 months away!
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Poor chickens. My parents used to have a farm and I always got sad when it was time for the chicken to go to the great coop in the sky. Or into the pot in the kitchen which is what usually happened ....
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