I’ve read that pet chickens are the greatest thing since sliced bread, and their eggs are even better. This spring I decided to find out for myself. I went to the local ranch store just to look, and before I knew it I’d picked out four Americanas because the ranch dude said they would be all sold out before the end of the day. I had done a bit of research and knew these birds laid blue and green eggs ( Easter eggers) and were ones I wanted to try. The next week, because I wanted more variety, I bought one Rhode Island Red, a Black Laced Wyandotte, a Buff Orpington and a random bantam because it was just so darn cute.
Rod came home from Colorado, looked at the box of chicks and started building the coop. Who could resist those cute balls of fluff? I love that man.
You may have noticed that I started writing this post in the Spring and I am just now posting it this August. That’s how busy my summer was! Nuff said.