We know so many people who raise chickens. We have neighbors with chicken coops, chicken pens, and chicken runs. One neighbor even let six little chickens run loose around the neighborhood.
The six baby chickens are now down to one almost full-grown chicken. We're pretty sure our cat got one of them. Like our next-door neighbor said, "It's just a matter of time before they're all gone." We've got so many critters where we live who just love chicken--even uncooked, freshly killed chickens.
There are, of course, many positives to having the birds around. Eggs and they eat bugs. Plus, when they stop laying eggs, you can fry them.
Okay, maybe there's not A LOT of positives, but tonight we attended a get-together with friends and they have chickens, fully enclosed in a very nice space. My two boys had a blast feeding them, teasing them (but only a little--sorry Biggers...), and just watching them.
I know things would change if we got chickens. They would be be responsible for them. Maybe after a few months of taking care of the modern-day dinosaurs, they might not think they're so "cute."
Will we get chickens and join our neighbors and friends in the upbringing and cultivation of poultry? Time will tell.
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