Last weekend I built a chook house. On Friday I battled the holiday traffic to go to the Drury Pet Centre for our 4 Brown Shaver point of lay hens.
Today Miss Whaleoil was delighted to find two lovely eggs in the chook house.
The Labour Government through Michael Cullen’s inept handiing of the economy has forced us into raising chickens not only for eggs but for the pot if they stop.
Heartless bloody socialists. Oh well at least the kids are having fun looking after the chooks.
There is a plenty of information on the web for keeping chooks at home, so long as you don’t have a rooster it is fine.
The names of the chooks are a matter of some contention. I thought Princess, Carpet, Brick and Drain were excellent names, Miss Whaleoil disagrees.
One thing is settled though, as Miss Whaleoil emphatically states, “When they stop laying then we slaughter them for the pot”. her vocabulary is somewhat enhanced for a nine year old. She has also designated me and Master Whaleoil as the axe-men.
Given that hens produce about 274 eggs per annum and we have four I think we won’t be running short of eggs anytime soon.
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