2.17.2011

Dinosaur Descendents

I'm outside, pruning the fruit trees, and notice several sets of beady eyes looking at me from a short distance away. Undaunted by the stares, I continue trimming, and then start pulling up the weeds from the base of the young fruit trees. Before I can blink twice, I'm surrounded by voracious, determined chickens, tearing up the ground where the weeds once were. Any sleeping worm, pillbug or grub is instantly gobbled up.

Spouse and I once idly discussed: if we were to drop dead on the pasture, who'd be the first to start chewing on our carcasses? Dogs, geese, ducks, or chickens? We both agreed, hands-down: the chickens.

Pic: the chickens in a feeding frenzy.

2 comments:

  1. Our chickens favorite time is when I lift up the water trough to clean it out... Green grass sprouts and worms, mmmm, delicious!

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  2. as soon as you dig or plant or just clear some land there is always a chicken under your feet eh?

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