On the other hand, my grandmother used to keep a pen full of fowl, and she never expanded from the collection of chicken and ducks that she had when
I first met them all. That said, she was a soul dead harpy from the nether realms, so one would expect the ordinary decline into farmerhood to be
curtailed by brimstone laced logic in her case.
She forgot the last line about standing ankle deep in manure wearing rubber boots telling your friends "I don't think it smells bad at
all!"
Star for truth. I have some good friends that started raising chickens and you know the story now.
Can not thank you enough for sharing this OP... absolutely awesome! Haven't laughed so hard in quite a while.
We started keeping hens this year. Knew I'd be a sucker, I am for just about anything with fur, feathers or fins but my husband has it worse than I
do. They really are a lot of fun.