I never - in a million years kind of never - would have ever expected to have a little flock of chickens. Even if you had asked me at this time last year, it wouldn't have even been on my radar. I didn't grown up with chickens, or farm animals of any kind. I definitely always had pets. At times bunches of them. Our standard when I was growing up was three cats and a dog. At any given time you could throw in a parakeet, two hamsters, a mouse, or a fish. I think tadpoles and grasshoppers made an appearance too. But never Chickens! There was even the time that my Mom and I raised a litter of wild bunnies until they were old enough to release. I remember dropper feeding them at all hours of the night. But never Chickens! I went through the typical young girl phase of wanting a horse. But never Chickens!
So what was the appeal for me about The Ladies? I've had friends with chickens and have always been amused watching them. But I still never considered becoming a backyard crazy lady! What was it about taking care of my friend's chickens this summer that changed everything? I wish it was something really deep. But the best I can come up with was that it was Fun! And sometimes in the craziness of life - working and parenting - I realize I sometimes (often) don't stop to have fun. This started out as a job. I had to take care of my friend's chickens. It was a mandatory break and time for a laugh.
When my friend first offered me their old little coop, of course I said "No thank you!" After all what did I know about Chickens? And would it be Practical? Would it be Responsible? What would people think if I just brought Chickens into the neighborhood? But then the wheels started turning. I am a masterful rationalizer when I want to be. And the rest was history. Well except for all the research. When I decide to do something - I make sure I know what I'm doing!
So what is my connection to The Ladies? I think it is gratitude. Their imminent arrival gave me special time with my daughters as we readied their new home. I will treasure those memories. The days of The Ladies being itty bitty chicks also came with lots of time with my daughters - marveling at their antics and growth. Somewhere in there I was reminded how funny I truly find these creatures. Once we moved them outside, they blessed me with the discovery of the peace of an early morning, and a reason to take a quick break from other demands to check in on them and laugh. And honestly I love learning. There has been much to learn - baby chick care, predator proofing, frostbite care. The list could go on and on. But that's just the requirements. There's also learning about different breeds, genetics of coloring and many other things which I don't really need to know but find fascinating.
I still wonder what it is that is different about My Ladies from our dog or cat. I love them too. But they don't make me laugh in the same way. So I guess maybe it all comes down to laughter.
How can you help but laugh at that face?