They're Still NOT Our Chickens
On March 12 I posted the following to my facebook page To which I received this comment: “I think most towns’ chicken ordinances say NO roosters within the city limits. Just because of the noise.” My reply was that we just don’t seem to fit into that “most town” mold. Two days later we received a knock on our door from a very angry homeowner that I didn’t even recognize. She came here to complain about our chickens. I told her the chickens are not ours. She didn’t believe me. I get it. They do seem to spend far much more time in our yard than they do their own and will follow Roland around as though he is the Pied piper. Roland is allergic to feathers. Go figure. I don’t think I even knew they were there until the end of July – perhaps just before. It doesn’t appear I made mention of them in my blog until August 2 – though I refer to the pigs more than the chickens. Jenna and I had walked around ...