We’ve been taking care of our neighbors’ chickens for the past couple of weeks. Well. I have only been up there a couple of times; husband has head egg collection duty.
But I went up last weekend and as I approached their space they commenced to clucking and racing around, coming up to whatever side of the pen I was on. I think they miss their people. Husband says no – they’re just excited to get fed.
Which could also be true.
But I prefer to think they enjoyed my company while I was there. I talked to them and took their pictures. I thought they were quite beautiful.
So are their eggs.