Five Guys Named Mo"Tomorrow is a busy day
we got things to do, we got eggs to lay,
ground to dig, we've got worms to scratch,
you know it takes a lot of sittin' gettin' chicks to hatch..."
When I arrived in California eleven years ago, I was surprised when calling a school volunteer for information about a school event. She couldn't take my phone call. She had to feed the chickens. I was a bit surprised. We live in planned communities with home owners associations not in the rural farmlands of the Midwest. This encounter was a sign of things to come. Since then, raising urban and suburban chickens is the new black.
I know a number of hobbyists who now raise chickens for their egg laying capability for their own home use. I'm not sure I am cut out to raise live chickens but I surely don't want to be left out. My solution? Introducing my brood of gallus domesticus cementius! Care and feeding is a breeze. These lovely creatures are free to roam my garden (however, they must like where they are because I never see them move from their current positions). I think I am going to be waiting a while for the first basket of eggs.
