Meet Winnie, Zelda and Lucky.
My good friend and neighbor down the street is ~sniff~sniff~ moving away and can't take these girls with them. :(
So after only 8 or 9 years of yearning for my own hens, my husband has finally agreed to let us have some. The rules are:
- The kids and I have to be the main caregivers. My husband is too busy to want to be involved much.
- Figure out where to keep them. He will help build a coop if necessary though.
- Figure out what to do with them when they are old and need to be disposed of.
Sounds like a deal to me! My friend said they are easier to care for than a dog! Sweet! I can handle that! I am off to research! I cannot wait for my own farm fresh organic eggs! :)