BBQ Chicken – In the town of Brighton, way up north in Ontario, Canada, an estimated 25,000 chickens died in a barn fire. While the owners are estimating the loss at close to $2 million, at least they will have picnic lunches for the conceivable future.
South Bend Firefighters Prove Quicker than Canadian Counterparts – Monday afternoon, firefighters in South Bend, Indiana responded to a chicken coop fire in time to save all its occupants. Evidently they had nothing better to do, than respond to a chicken coop fire.
Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness (for Chickens) – Ybor City residents, near Tampa, Florida, marched for the rights of their city’s wild chickens on Monday, November 17. I can only imagine what they were marching through.
How to Bake a Chicken – New Zealand band, the Headless Chickens are reuniting for the music festival, Homebake, in Sydney, Australia. Evidently this is your only chance to see them play. Quick. Hurry. Or you’ll miss it…
Hayduke lays again! Now, while you may have been unaware of the long-standing egg strike of 2008 ever since the re-construction of the new chicken pad, I am here to inform you that these hens of ours have been quite lazily shedding their feathers for a new winter coat. Unfortunately all their chicken feed energy has been diverted from useful egg production to paranoid feather replacement. Never mind that they already had feathers, while we have remained desperately eggless. Damn selfish chickens.
So in the interim, there has been one rogue chicken among the three neighbor-defecting chickens, who has decided to buck the system and lay distinctly smallish eggs rather consistently. This is all good news, in the way of egginess, and now that Hayduke is back in action again, along with an unidentified Araucana, we are back up to around 3 eggs per day. This, dear readers, is quite a relief given that last week I was forced to actually BUY eggs. I know. Tragedy.
So as Holy Turkey Day draws near, and we prepare to feast on one of our chickens’ distant but unknown relatives, all is slowly returning to a normal egg laying routine. The differing factions of the chicken palace have made a relative peace, and the freeloading colony of birds that was quite comfortably living off of our hard bought chicken feed have moved on. Actually they have only moved next door and are freely squandering the duck feed for our neighbor’s two adorable (if not utterly confused to be in the desert) ducks. That’s all for now.
So my cousin, Shelby, “tagged me”. And near as I can tell, according to her blog, I am to post the fifth picture from my fifth folder. Well since I only have four folders on the computer I am currently working from, it only seems fair that I should go back to one, which would naturally be the fifth in a conventional progression. And while there was a request for a chicken picture, say, like this…
…I am pretty sure this isn’t even close to the parameters, so here is the “official” fifth pic from the fifth folder:
This pic is on the way home, after a wonderful backpacking trip in the Rincon Mountains, east of Tucson. Long live the desert!