So, I spent the last year raising my four lovely hens. We started out with three and added the fourth later.
The girls when they were three weeks old.
Batman begins building the coop and run.
The chicks move into their new home.
A small foreshadowing of what was to come (in terms of yard desolation)
Sure! They do eat bugs. AND EVERYTHING ELSE!
Cute little chicken-themed items and some thoughts on keeping chickens in the house.
The second snow and this time the amount was more than a couple inches.
Now that it has been basically a full year, I have decided I’ve had enough of the joy that comes with having chickens in a small yard. I love my chickies. I really do. I love the eggs. But then there’s the list of what I don’t love; chicken droppings in multiple piles all over my back deck and even on the chairs and tables *shiver*, utter desolation where once there grew green lush plants like hosta, bleeding heart, hydrangea and *sobbing* peony (these silly birds even ate the roots of my peonies!). They’ve even decimated the lawn. I’ve had enough.
We are giving the girls to a friend who has a yard about four times the size of mine. I think they’ll be quite happy there and they’re just a few blocks away and I will have visitation privileges. ha
So, the adventure of having chickens has been fun but I’m really ready to have flowers and a pretty yard again.
Bring on spring!!






