My parents' chickens live the life. They get loved on, fed, played with, protected, and are free to roam. I challenge you to find happier chickens.
This is Shaq. He thinks my dad deserves a chicken-given ass kicking
and is first in line to hand one out.
Broody ladies are hatching us some chicks.
Watching the ladies grow and learn gives me an indescribable feeling.
This chicken said chicken swear words at me for looking at her chocolate-brown eggs.
My heart is filled to bursting watching my kids have so much fun in the same house I visited my grandparents in. Soon we'll pick and eat the same plums and mulberries my grandpa and I did and plant new trees and make new memories.
Summer. She hath arrived.