I have to profess my love. I love our chickens. We started raising chickens when my oldest daughter, now thirty-one, was in the fourth grade. She brought home her class project and we didn’t have a place to put it. So we built a small chicken house. A one thousand dollar chicken house for a $1.50 chicken. That turned out to be a rooster.
I’m not kidding.
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