Yup, when we had chickens for a few years, I couldn't eat chicken anymore. They have funny personalities; One-eyed Wilma was my favorite. The rooster, though, was darn right ornery. But he sure protected the hens.
Yup, when we had chickens for a few years, I couldn't eat chicken anymore. They have funny personalities; One-eyed Wilma was my favorite. The rooster, though, was darn right ornery. But he sure protected the hens.
Yup, when we had chickens for a few years, I couldn't eat chicken anymore. They have funny personalities; One-eyed Wilma was my favorite. The rooster, though, was darn right ornery. But he sure protected the hens.