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Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?

Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?
My Neighbors Lending Me a Hand (and the kitchen gloves)
Busted Chicken!
Clipped Their Wings

Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road? This is an age old question. The answer is because they just leap before they look.

The animal is harmless, and it is also completely ignorant of cars and unafraid of humans. Unless they try to chase them. Then all of a sudden they are feathered Braveheart.

Taxi Driver

My chicken coop has a substantial run attached to it, and a free range space that is bordered by a 1.2m (48″) chain link fence AND a 1.8m (6′) euonymus hedge next to that. You can see the setup here. Well this Roo-Paul-Ster has discovered if they jump straight up AND flap their wings they can go 2m straight up and over the hedge.

The animal is harmless, and it is also completely ignorant of cars and unafraid of humans. Unless they try to chase them. Then all of a sudden they are feathered Braveheart.

So I had to clip all of the chickens wings today. Life finds a way, yada yada yada. It does not hurt the animals one bit. For good measure I also clipped the rabbit’s talons.

Shout Out To My Neighbors

Living on an urban farm is usually a blast, except that the urban part often is at odds with the existence of the farm part. That is going to take just a bit more engineering, I think.

I would be a fool to not throw some love to my neighbors — homes and businesses — who are always looking out for me. Every time an escape plan is hatched I have had a neighbor from my street, or the next street over, or from the doctors office behind me reach out to me. This is a grace and a much adored kindness.

They know these animals are much more than citizens of Mezzacello, and much more than mere curiosities. My neighbors know they are an integrated part of my ecosystem and thus very important to all of Mezzacello. That makes my heart fill with pride.

I love where we have located this urban farm. I love my friends and neighbors and these neighbors and I could NOT do this work without them. They are my extended garden of love and respect and I count myself lucky to have them.

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