We Have Chickens

Christmas break was the best.  Somehow, we got talked into taking 7 year and half old chickens from our neighbors who were replacing their chicken coop with a dog run for the puppy they got their kids for Christmas.  

The chickens are supper fun.  Every day we had them we would excited guess how many eggs we would find in the morning and every morning there were now.  We added a light to their coop, put apple cider vinegar in their water, got chicken scratch...nothing seemed to work.  As soon as we had given up hope of finding any eggs until spring, on a very snowy Sunday that no one checked for eggs I finally decided to double check late in the day and after 2 weeks we finally got our first eggs!  And they weren't frozen.  I fried them up right away one for Carter and one for Olivia.

We have already been initiated into the club of backyard chicken owners by being awakened at 2am one morning by our chickens squawking up a storm because of a cat that got into their coop.  I was up running around the snow covered yard at 2am trying to get all the chickens back into their coop and safely closed inside.