Ted’s essays

hanging out with young chicks

I had a heckuva fight going on for several days with a hen who set her mind on raising a brood of chicks. NO. I have enough for now. No more this year. YES. It is my turn. I took to wearing my heavy leather gauntlet arc welding gloves to remove her from the nest. She graduated from pecking my hands and arms to flying at my face. I figured she would give up eventually. Then I thunk again. What is the problem? Don’t have enough eggs? No. Got some problem with free chicken dinner? No. Can’t give away excess birds? No. So I let her set on them. This afternoon was the coming out party for momma and […]