There was someone who once said, "When a chicken looks at you with a gleam in it's eye...it's giving you the "bird"." If you've been around chickens in mass quantity, you'd know it's true. There is something a little disconcerting about large quantities of foul.
Dear Farmer doesn't really like to raise chickens, but they act as our veterinarians. They follow the cattle and clean up the pasture of cow patties and bugs, making the pasture a sanitary place for the grass to grow and cattle to roam a month later. So, in our situation, doing things natural and organic...the chickens are needed and the job is important. Bonus: Dear Farmer brings the Wife an egg or two!!!
There are meat birds that Dear Farmer raises as well. This is totally only out of necessity for eating. (People like to eat chickens, Dear Farmer will supply.) And our chickens are raised on fresh grass everyday. Dear Farmer built the movable pens, he's a genius!
Our need was for 200+ chickens to be vets and we have 1500+ for meat. Do some quick addition...this is more than 1700 birds at any given time.
Dear Farmer has to open the door to the chicken houses and step inside to fill feed buckets. That's when he gets it...the "bird". With a gleam in their eye, they look at Dear Farmer and all his wonderluss buckets of food and water. For some strange reason those chickens think Dear Farmer is only there to fulfill their desires. Should Dear Farmer not move fast enough, they will pounce on him!
Dear Farmer's been hen-pecked, nibbled, spurred and pooped on. Oddly enough, it doesn't bother him one bit...and his reply to getting the "bird"?
"In the end, it all tastes like chicken."
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