Chickens Know What They Like
Chickens are just weird, which I guess is a good thing. I built them the Super Max coop to keep them safe. Inside the coop are five nest boxes custom made to specifications the chicken experts all agree upon as the best design. They do lay eggs in the boxes, but when I let them out every day to free range they make their rounds. Occasionally I’ll find an egg here and there but they’ve discovered a new favorite laying spot. They love to go into one of the horse stalls and lay eggs in one of the horse feeders. Fortunately my horses aren’t egg eaters, but I do have check before putting their horse food in there.
posted by The Guy Who Writes This at 4:00 AM
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Weird, but rather touching. Those big horses, those small chickens...
Like the old saying goes "If it has legs, wheels or a pecker (grin), it's going to be contrary!"
veri word: ouphang- A rare chinese tea made from a variation of wolfsbane.
Karlene once found a bunch of eggs under a tractor seat. So funny how they choose spots.
Ok, I think that is cute. I like these independent thinking chickens who can not be brainwashed.
Now I'm curious if a subliminal tape were to be played if they would lay their eggs in the designated spot.
Probably not. Only some humans are stupid enough to be programmed like that. You put most of these programmed idiots in the wild and they rarely survive though.
Me and my brother had a chat about this last year. Don't read past this point if you don't want to hear us laughing over things most people don't.
We were discussing that guy who lived in the city and who had never been to the country in his entire. So what does the guy do? He drives in a snow storm and turns off the main road and gets lost and his vehicle gets stuck. In his car is his wife, his baby, and himself. He leaves the security of the car to go get help in very cold temperatures. Needless to say, his wife and child survived but he did not. The news made him out to be a hero. Me and my brother thought he was an idiot. He waited like two days in the car before getting out and deciding to go and seek help. Mistake number one. After two days, he should have stayed in the car to up his chance of survival. When he did leave, he did not follow the same path out he came in on. Mistake number two. Always backtrack the same way you came in once you're lost. This also good back to mistake number one because if he would have left early enough perhaps more snow wouldn't have covered up those fresh tire tracks. Then, of course, he comes up
With the bright idea to start ripping little pieces of his clothing off to leave a "flag line" so perhaps the rescue crew might find the way back to his wife and child once he got help.
So while most people were busy crying, me and my evil brother couldn't help but laugh under our breaths. I was trying to not laugh, but my brother knew just what to say to make my evil side come out. "What type of idiot strips his clothes off in freezing cold temperatures to leave some bird crumbs like some character in Hansel and Gretel? So let me get this right. The rescue crew finds the guy butt ass naked, but they found the wife and baby first via helicopter?"
"Yes", I say "the clothes flagging trail did lead them to his corpse though."
Sorry for my rant. Feel free to erase me.
Point being, I bet your chickens would have stayed in the car!
Beth the funny thing is that when I let them out for the day they all run to the horse stalls. It's pretty funny, they actually run like it's important they visit the horses first.
Darev, being you have all three...
Syd, when a place is right, it's just right. I'm wondering where I'll be finding eggs where I'm not looking for them now. There are probably hundreds out there.
Shelly, that happened here in Oregon and it all started as a GPS error, telling them to drive on a forestry road that was supposed to be closed for the winter.
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