How I Spend Thanksgiving
Happy Thanksgiving to all. Just a quick note today before I attempt to cook my turkey, to wish all my faithful readers a happy turkey day!!
It’s 6:30am and in about a half hour I will go to my neighbor’s house and release their chickens from the coop. The cute chicks have grown and there are a lot of them! Then tonight at about 4:30 (it gets dark so early now) I will go back and close the door on their coop and hook up the electric fence so the bears and coyotes won’t have a feast. The chickens go in on their own when it’s dark.
I’ll do that all weekend while my neighbors are away because they have places to go and people to see, whereas I don’t. It’s pretty much like that for all holidays. I spend it taking care of their chickens, which I don’t mind now that the rooster is gone. (He’s in their freezer I’m told).
I almost had to quit my chicken duty when the rooster insisted on trying to slash me with his talons. You wouldn’t think that a “bird” could be so scary, but they have sharp talons on the back of their feet and he would fly up at me and kick out his feet just because I was in his pen! Fortunately I had a bucket with me and he’d hit that instead of me, but I didn’t like that and since I get paid in fresh eggs, I figured it wasn’t worth it!
So the next thing I knew the roosters were being “harvested” – I didn’t even know there was more than one -and now it’s safe to enter the pen again.
Other than that my day will be filled with cooking and cleaning up and watching football – Go Pats! It should be a relaxing day. Enjoy!
New England's Narrow Road 
Swisstoons
Well, it’s the day after Thanksgiving. I don’t have to inquire whether you had a happy TG as we both know the results of the Pats/Lions game. My Lions were still winning when I had leave my TV set and head out to the feast. Then they started playing like the Lions of old and collapsed in the fourth quarter, losing 45-24. This, despite the fact that a buddy of mine and his two sons sitting six rows back on the 20-yard line had donned blue fright wigs and painted their bodies blue, each one emblazoned with a large white letter spelling out “S…U…H!” That would be the Lions’ much-heralded rookie defensive tackle, Ndamukong Suh.
So, that’s the harem that the rooster was so jealously guarding, eh? You can’t blame him; they are a lovely bunch! And the other roosters paid the price for the one’s behavior, eh? I bet they were protesting their innocence all the way to the chopping block.
Hey, I have always wondered…do the egg come tumbling down a little chute as soon as the hens lay them…like in the cartoons? Or do you have to retrieve them from the nest when they are out to lunch?
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seashellsbymillhill
I won’t rub it in your face that the Pats beat the Lions. 😉 The eggs do not roll down chute. The hen house is a disgusting mess and if I feel brave enough and hold my breath I can reach in a get an egg or two. They don’t lay as many this time of year.
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