We spent the afternoon today with some friends from church. We were invited over to their home for lunch and fellowship. And no, they are not chickens. They do; however, own about 30 or so chickens – hence the title to this post.
We and especially the kids really enjoyed watching the chickens and learning about them. They had several different varieties of various colors and the kids had fun picking them up and talking to them. It was really fun to watch them run! There were 3 roosters – one a tall beautiful white rooster, one a multi-colored and another, whom they have named General Grievous because he is so mean. We saw an exhibit of his bad temper when he tried to attack one of our host’s daughters. They said he had been that way since he was a little chick.
Our friends also own about 7 Guineas (sp?) which are the watchbirds of the group. They squawked alot and even all flew up in the trees one time when they got scared of us. When they finally decided it was safe to return to earth, several of them flew right into the chicken wire fence and flopped down on the ground – it was hilarious. They aren’t smart enough to remember that they can fly over the fence, so instead they pace up and down the length of the fence trying to get back in. They were really comical!
We came home with a few feathers to put in our notebooks and a couple of kids (of course) asking, “Can’t we pleeeeeeease get some chickens too?” I admit that I would love to have the farm fresh eggs around, but am not sure that I want to put up with the joys of chicken farming at this point in my life. Maybe in the future we might consider it.
Oh, and by the way, we had a lovely time with our friends, too – the people, not the chickens!