Chicken Pinata



  Chicken Pinata

We finally got rid of that trouble-making rooster, Thomson. He was terrorizing the hens and they didn't want to go lay eggs in their nesting boxes. They would cower in the corner. He wouldn't just mount them but would stand on them at length while he ate supper, until our head rooster would chase him off. He is now a six pound roasting chicken in our freezer.

 Today the chickens seem much more comfortable, even if it it was 14 below freezing this morning.  I brought them some kale and hung it from a rope. They all gathered around and munched it up, making it swing back and forth, playing chicken pinata and buck-bucking, glad to have some greens. Surely our egg production will go up without the "hell in a feather boa" rooster to terrorize them. Like Earl, Thomson had to die.

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