The Good Life: The Great Chicken Debate
I came home from work the other day to this delightful creature.
“Well you said you wanted chickens” Phill said.
It has a motion sensor and cocka doodle doos whenever anyone walks past. I’ve decided to name him George. I did say I wanted chickens, but this wasn’t quite what I had in mind. :-/
This is what I had in mind…
But I suppose when I imagine these things I also imagine permanently blue skies, picket fences and rolling hills. A million miles from my little, overlooked garden in the suburbs.
I know that some people do a very good job of keeping chickens in tiny gardens and yards, even amidst the hustle and bustle of a city and keeping chickens seems like a great idea to me: free fertiliser, free range eggs everyday, sweet little birds pecking around the place. It has surprised me to hear how many people are keeping chickens these days, in the most unlikely places.
But I doubt that I am even close to convincing Phill! I can’t see him living ‘the good life’ just yet ;-P
Oh well. Maybe one day 🙂
Have you ever considered keeping chickens?