So far so good

The chickens have been in my care for more than 24 hours, and everything is going well.  Alex is totally excited about feeding "his" chickens and collecting the eggs.  I'm totally excited that three people are following my blog -- advertisers will soon be beating down my door.

The only problem I've had so far was trying to remember how to get Beth's back door to lock/close, and trying to sneak in the house without Dick seeing me and running over to ask for something!  ;)

Alex wanted me to share his favorite joke with "everyone", as if you haven't heard it a dozen times already:
Why do chickens sit on their eggs?
Answer: Because they don't have chairs.
(Raucous laughter)

I've been reading the book Beth gave me on Raising Chickens.  There is a very disturbing picture with the following caption: "An easy way to kill a chicken is to place a broom handle across the neck, stand on the handle, and firmly pull the bird upward until the neck snaps".   Um.....yuck.  Who uses their broom to kill chickens?  Do they sweep with the same broom?  I might end up a vegetarian again after I read this one, or at the very least hide my broom around chicken killers. 

We were eating chicken the other night, and Alex asked me why we call it chicken.  I told him that it is a chicken.  He laughed like that was the most ridiculous thing he ever heard.  At least he knows where milk comes from.  I guess we'll have to work on the chicken thing.