My Chicken Addiction

| 11/17/2014 3:44:00 PM

I admit I LOVE chickens! OK, I am addicted to chickens (and cows too, but that is another story)! I love watching them run around the yard pecking for bugs and seeds. I love seeing all their beautiful, colorful feathers. I love that they follow me around as I do farm chores. I love all their different personalities. I love that mother hens completely raise their young without my intervention.

Lil Bit and chicks

A couple years ago I went on a chick buying frenzy. I got around a dozen from different local farms and breeders. My year-old hens also laid and hatched about eight chicks – I had a coop full – actually two coops full by summer.


Much to my dismay, all but four ended up being cockerels; they were beautiful, but oh so noisy. When one crowed, they all started crowing (my poor neighbors probably hated me then). Even the ones I got from a breeder who assured me I was getting pullets ended up being cockerels. And, my poor Henry (Silver Phoenix) was being attacked – so they had to go. I couldn’t get rid of Henry; he was our very first! Sadly I had to find homes for all the cockerels. Do you know how hard it is to re-home roosters? I missed seeing them, but didn’t miss the constant crowing and fighting between them


11/18/2014 8:40:51 AM

Brenda, you sure do like your variety of chickens. I was never a chicken person except for Sunday dinners. Good luck with all your chicken plans. Have a great chicken raising day.