I have a week to build a chicken coop. To figure out how to build one, to draw up some kind of blueprints, to paint the coop, buy the chicken food (feed?), etc. The chickens will be ready next week. It's a little scary. Can I even be a chicken owner? It's like deciding to be a parent. It's freaking me out a little. Maybe I won't get the chickens. Maybe a garden is all I can handle . . . a garden, a compost bin, and some rain barrels.
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Are these chickens for homemade hot dogs? I'm not sure how I feel about that.
Ha ha. Chicken hot dogs. Weird.
EGGS!!!
I could really dig a Chicago chicken dog.
I just can't get behind that. It sounds horrible. :)
chickens scare me. unless they are dead, cooked and on their way to my tummy.
The chickens will be ready next week.
Hhuuummnngg??? Like borned?
Are these chickens for eggs and entertainment or will you eat them?
Jodie K -- The chickens are definitely for eggs. I've heard they can be fun pets too. So that's a yes, borned. They'll be borned sometime soon.
Jodi -- That's because you've never had your own. Raise one and I bet you'll love it.
I have no idea. That's totally supposition. I'm sure it will be a learning experience for me. I count on it.
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