The Chickens

In the evenings, there’s nothing much I’d rather be doing than hanging out with the chickens in the orchard area.

Chickens

They are so funny to watch. They’ll sometimes walk right up to me and look at me and I always think . . I wish you could talk! I wonder what they would say.

In the Water

They know that every night I’m going to create a puddle somewhere.

Chickens

There’s old Wilbur out there keeping the girls in line.  One rooster and at least 20 hens. No wonder he’s so nice . . he should be a happy rooster.

Wilbur

Seeing chickens running around and not being stuck in small cages makes me happy. These chickens don’t know how good they have it . . even though I tell them every day. We have our routine . . I tell the chickens they’re lucky to be my chickens. I tell Vince he has the best wife ever. I tell Cat not many people would allow a feral cat to move in and take over. I tell Boots and Rita that they’re both lucky to have stopped at our house. I’m not sure I’ve convinced any of them but in the end, I’m the lucky one to have all of them in my life.