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Introduction. I think you deserve a reason as to why I wrote this blog and, frankly, I don’t have one. I really don’t know why, other than when I read a certain other book – and you know which one I mean- it warped my brain. So here it is… a fowl version of what some may call a really fouler than usual fowl book. Or maybe that should be a fowler than usual foul book. Whatever…
I so want to raise chickens. Egg layers. I can see them now. Big beautiful leghorns. Laying big, white, scrumptious eggs. So what if they can be assertive, flighty birds? Who needs cats anyway? As for noise? There’s always ear plugs!
A chicken coop is at the top of my To Do list. I have just the right location for the coop, smack dab in the middle of my backyard. With our fenced-in yard, no chickens will fly the coop here.
My coop will be versatile: free range or confined. No cooped up chickens here. I have plenty of yard for free range chickens, but when the going gets rough, I can keep them in and put out “protection devices”.
That’s right. Protection devices to discourage predators, nosey neighbors, and code enforcement. Maybe a few snares. Or mini-mines – I could pile the poop high and dry. I hear it’s very volatile in the summer heat. A small explosion and mushroom cloud would deter anything, man or beast.
But my real problem here is not the coop, nor the poop, but city code. Where I live, it’s against city ordinances to have chickens or any other kinds of farm animals. So all of this is just fantasy.
I know I’m not going to ever get to raise chickens, but if I did, I bet they would be “different”, although maybe a little wacked. (Living in South Florida will do this to you…It’s a place for cooked brains and hard-boiled eggs.) I’m building a portfolio of my chickens, chickens from another reality…they live in a chicken coup on a farm, far, far away,,,maybe even in another galaxy.
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Bootylicious Chicken
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Steampunk Chicken
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Chicken Waddle
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Chicken Homeboy
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Chickabod Crane
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Steatopygeous chicken
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Spa Chicken
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