A few weekends ago, we went and collected three new additions to our brood...
Meet Bat (a Nera), Butter (an Oxford Brown) and Mrs Bogey (an Oxford Blue). This is what happend when you let your two year old name your chooks. It took me a full week to realise we had named one of them Butter Chicken.
They are quite lovely, and very messy. They let B pat them, eat everything that comes their way, and dig up all my plants. They also poo everywhere, and escape from every attempt to pen them in to one corner of the garden. They give us three lovely little eggs every day.
Monday, August 29, 2011
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2 comments:
I think I have chicken envy.
They are really beautiful and worth solving the boundry issues.
xxM
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