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September 29, 2012


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@noe noe girl -- yes she is! And with any luck she will be for a few more years.


@Jess, if you ever get another chance, buy the farm! Chickens are not difficult, or expensive. They just need food, water, oyster shell, and a good sound system for their dancing and theyre good to go.


@Pierre: Picture a hen . . .

noe noe girl

Carmel is one tough chick!


That chicken's got moxie!

I live in the suburbs -- not the country, so when a farmette on the outskirts of town went on the market, my husband and I had to check it out.

It was awesome, had a big ol barn and a huge farm house. The size alone of the kitchen had me drooling.

It also had a chicken coop and there were chickens everywhere, which brought a heavy dose of reality to the situation. Buying the farmette would mean we were adopting a lifestlye with certain responsibilities -- and with 3 kids at the time, I didn't think I could handle a dozen or more chickens.

Sometimes we look back and wonder if we should've gone for it and bought the farm. (So to speak.) But in the end, it was best for the chickens, who, I have no doubt would be dead right now had they needed to rely on me to care for them.

I'll just live vicariously through your blog.

Pierre Lafrance

For some strange reason that only a shrink could explain, all I can think of is how Rod Serling would have introduced this story.

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