Chickenshit Operation

[telyanofcelore]

Have cleaned the Coop of Doom. I am rather glad that it is over with, but my lungs are full of dust and my clothes smell like mothballs and chickenshit. Well, my old clothes. I am wearing new ones, now, and have showered, as well as baked a sour cream marbled poundcake and a cherry pie because I am just cool that way. Apparently K was dreaming of

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*blinks*

[telyanofcelore]

Well. That's a pretty good typo, as typos go. And I don't think any Doctor can dethrone Ten - sexiest Doctor ever!

[telyanofcelore]

Well. We did. Then we moved, and it fell into disrepair. We moved back, and have been fixing it up again for MORE CHICKENS! *inserts typed energy in the hope that it will bolster the nonexistent energy*

Well. That's oddly complicated.

[telyanofcelore]

See, I'm in college, but I currently live on a nature preserve, which is rural-ish, where we're thinking about keeping chickens. We have a HUGE garden and a giant meadow and lots of forest, and it's kind of awesome. Now, when I'm at home-home, it's so rural it barely gets any more rural. We live half an hour from the nearest town (7,000 inhabitants) and an hour and a half from the actual decently sized town, glorified by the name of a city (70,000 inhabitants; prohibitive housing prices). There, we kept chickens and a goat. I think the chickens are making a comeback, if mum gets her act together. The goat not so much.

As for wanting to keep chickens... they smell bad, they're loud, and they make lots of cement-like poop which they leave indiscriminately. If you can get the stuff to decompose, it's great for your garden... they're pretty good, though, because most chickens are really gentle and they don't require much space.