Chickens

In a message dated 12/13/99 1:17:14 PM EST, Barry_Garcia@monterey.edu writes:

<< Well, where I live, technically you arent supposed to have livestock >>

I also live in a residential area that doesn't allow farm animals of any 
kind.  When my girls were little, however, they persuaded me to buy some baby 
chicks from the feed store one afternoon, with promises that they would take 
care of them and I wouldn't have to do a thing.  Wry grin.  I built them (the 
chickens) a nice coop with laying boxes and a large run, and we enjoyed fresh 
eggs for many years.  We had no problems until one of the hens died, and we 
went back to the feed store for a replacement.  They had no "Sex-linked 
Reds," so we ended up buying a couple of "straight run" Barred Rocks.  Six 
months later, one of our new "hens" started crowing at all hours!  The 
greater surprise, though, were the many cock-a-doodle-doos he would get in 
response from all points of the compass.  Apparently we weren't the only 
"boot-leg" chicken farmers in the neighborhood.

Kurt Mize
Stockton, California
USDA Zone 9
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