I've been away from the blog for a few days. Sorry about that, readers. But I'm back now with another exciting installment.
So a few of us had heard a rumor that there were chickens on the grounds of the abbey, but that people didn't really know about them and no one was responsible for taking care of them. Once we found the coop, it was a pretty horrific scene.
No food. That water container was clogged with dirt and was more algae than anything drinkable.
Yeah...that's a dead, cannibalized chicken.
It was readily apparent that this chicken coop needed help. ASAP. The Great Chicken Rescue of 2010 had begun!
Markie and I made our plan of attack and decided that to properly clean the coop in the morning, we would need clean hay. So in the middle of the night we snuck into a nearby field and walked blindly in the darkness until we ran into...A HAY BALE! Yes, technically we stole French hay, but we did it in the name of saving French chickens. Even?
Come 7:00AM the next morning, Markie and I were hard at work, raking, shoveling, sweeping, and washing that disgusting den of death. All while 4 chickens screamed and chuttered at us disapprovingly.
All was forgiven, however, as soon as they saw their beautiful new home...
...with lots of lovely (albeit illegally obtained) hay and sans corpse of their feathered comrade.
The End.
Neat. What will you feed them now?
ReplyDeleteWell that blue plastic bin in the corner had a little bit more chicken feed, but we have already anticipated needing more and Markie bought more chicken feed at the store.
ReplyDeleteOver easy. Omelettes. Egg salad. The possibilities are endless. And if they're ungrateful biddies, there's always chicken and dumplings, heh heh.
ReplyDeleteI read this at work - started cracking up at the last picture! Love it =D
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Being a farmers' granddaughter, I'm fairly certain you used straw (not hay) for the bedding. Otherwise things would get moldy and icky very quickly. I hope you can find someone to take care of them when y'all are gone!
ReplyDeleteWe get a few eggs every day, actually! They are delicious. And Lisa, thank you for this clarification. If Markie and I ever hope to be real chicken farmers, we need to get these terms straight.
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