They don't move around on the grass anymore, but they still get great treats. The garden is finishing up and we're about to get our first frost and possible snow. They always get weeds and yucky produce, but lately, it's been even more. Today it's worm eaten chard, an over- ripe watermelon and some small, under-developed eggplants. They get so excited when they see me. They don't always get treats, but it's often enough. The alarm goes out and all 7 pair of feet come running.
We own half a duplex and the other half is empty and for sale. I've seen several people look at my chickens and make faces. The other day I got to talk to one of the real estate agents. She tells me that the first time someone said that the chickens were bad, she told them to go and look at the chickens close up. "Look", she said, "They have fresh fruits and vegetables. They eat better than we do. Plus, they don't smell. Someone takes very good care of these chickens."
Today, they also got a layer of plastic over the run. Chickens don't mind the rain, but snow does not make them particularly happy. Their poor little toes get cold. Since I want my chickens to be outside whenever possible, their run gets covered each year to keep the snow to a minimum. Snow still gets in there, but not nearly as much. These girls are valuable, hard working members of our little homestead. They deserve to be treated well.
