Anyway. Look what I did today!
I'm a farm girl! I put in all those posts and hung all that chicken wire. I just have to make a gate and attach the fence at the bottom. Then I can realize my chicken dream! Which, as it turns out, is about as banal as my dreams get. Anyway. Mildred comes home and I have a source for 6 bantam hens that need rehoming. I know nothing else about them, but heaven knows I never turn down a critter needing a home. Something I really need to work on. I expect to wake up tomorrow morning, wholly unable to move, croaking "oilcan!" but man it felt good to dig the dirt and accomplish something tangible (that my kids will not [better not] undo within the hour) in the sunshine.
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Here chick chick chick chick. I envy you those chickens, I really do. In Lowe's looking for fence material, I found a premade, unroll it and stick it in the ground, picket fence. Totally awesome. Except that it was only 18 inches high. Brent said, "what's that gonna keep out of the garden?" DUH- roaming packs of chihuahuas! Or, I could start a kitten farm. It would hold in all the newborn kittehs. For like, a week.
But, I digress... Hanging chicken wire solo is a pain in the tuchus, so go you!
It's not too late to stop this insanity, Deana. Just say NO to chickens. At the very least, promise you'll all wear safety goggles at all times. The chickens will just be waiting to peck your eyes out.
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