My friend "Portland" has been on me for a while to start a blog. It came about because of all the short anecdotes that would appear on my FB feed regarding my yard-poultry-raising experiences. Actually it goes back farther than that. After several years of renting a house in town I had enough of civilized living and finally bought my dream property in the country. Don't get me wrong, this is not a Green Acres scenario by any means since I was raised on a farm in the Midwest, but if you don't find the humor in your daily life you can go nuts pretty quick.
Where do the chickens come in? Actually I wanted guineas. They are supposed to be good at keeping down the bugs in the horse pasture and spreading around the poop piles. But before I could get my guineas a coworker gave me a young rooster that had been mixed in with her last order of laying hen chicks. One thing lead to another, the guineas appeared, then disappeared one by one, then I got more, then THEY became dinner for the local wildlife too, and to shorten up the story I now have six roosters from the same coworker and have managed to keep them alive for four months (though it took some training). In the end they do an OK job of managing the horse manure, they have destroyed my garden, and they provide comedic relief more than anything else.
So the whole point of this is to share my experiences, poke fun at a few things, and get some random tangents out of my head. Enjoy!
I like this "Portland" person already....
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