You Big Chicken

Here are my memories of raising chickens in picture form. 

I couldn't find any pictures of the following items:
-Skunks in the chicken yard
-Adriane falling in chicken poop in the rain
-10 year old girls struggling to carry 5 gallon buckets of water across the yard
-Handmade paper signs that read "K & L Chick Hatchery" taped to the barn

But I did find these and they bring back some pretty fond memories!

We never had any chickens that laid eggs.  I always thought that would be fun but it never happened.  I also know there are no pictures of me holding any chickens.  There was no chicken holding going on on our farm.  A lot of yelling, shooing, chasing and door slamming but no holding.

We did talk Dad in to a few of these fancy breeds towards the end so it was all good. 

Nowadays,  my exposure to chickens is limited to the meat department at the grocery store.  And the 2 1/2 dozen eggs I pick up a little further down the aisle.
 I am pretty  happy to keep it that way, for now.