March 27, 2004

The Odyssey of the Chickens

The chicken at the shelter was not one of mine. My batch of eggs, scheduled to hatch today, did not hatch. (Do you think it has anything to do with the housekeeper unplugging the incubator?) We finally found the local feed store that sells chicks. The county says you have to buy a minimum of 6. Richard took pity on me and I now have six little baby chicks. All female, four different breeds.

Six won't fit in the cage. We'll have to get a coop. Maddy will get a bunny for the cage. We will not get the bunny from these people. They don't allow bunnies outside. They also inspect your home and make sure it is childproof. They wanted a playpen in Maddy's room for the bunny. If I wanted 2-year-old child . . .

Posted by Justene Adamec at March 27, 2004 05:05 PM | TrackBack
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And the alternative to adoption by people who don't wish a playpen in Maddy's room is . . . euthanasia?

Posted by: Fred Jacobsen (San Fran) at March 27, 2004 07:56 PM (Permalink)

Hell has a circle for people who obsess about sex. I wonder if that circle has sub-circles for different sorts of obsession?

Posted by: Alan Kellogg at March 27, 2004 08:13 PM (Permalink)

Nope just sex. Chicken obsession is totally ok.

Posted by: Justene at March 27, 2004 08:46 PM (Permalink)
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