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Ummmm — not that I have anything meaningful to contribute…

Or even have anything else to do, other than watch the Edit Clock unwind.

2 minutes and 39 seconds…38…37…36…

If you truly want chaos, add a few goslings to the mix. They’ll be running around, honking up a storm and beating the shit out of anything or anyone that moves in a heartbeat.

Best watch animals you could ever hope for.

. . .look, I drew a chicken!

And a splendid chicken she is.

I’d say “too bad about the roosters,” but the inevitable result of producing more chickens would be that at some point you’d need to dispose of some of them. Which might involve wringing and plucking and scalding and roasting. . .Nope. Best this way.

Just don’t let anyone from Ace’s get near ’em. They have some odd ideas of what chickens are for.

Um…we’ve gone from meat and eggs to…. house hens?
What possibly could go wrong?

Tiny eggs? Really?

I say, enjoy the Orpingtons for the summer, fatten em to the size of small cattle, and jam them in the freezer for winter. If you need a good Amish pickled egg recipe, let me know.

House Chickens? Humph.

Hey, EZ — don’t make me break out the chicken diaper.

Hey, EZnSF, bring on that Amish pickled egg recipe! You’ve piqued my curiosity.

I like my chickens, but they are not pets. We eat them (the roosters, at any rate). And the eggs are first rate. 🙂

My dad and a neighbor went in halves on 200 chicks, which arrived via parcel post in two thin 4×4 cardboard boxes. About 180 survived the postal service, and after about a week, we still had 160+.

I don’t recall the time span, but eventually we had a five-family get-together that involved a 55-gallon drum of boiling water, several men with hatchets, others with knifes, and a whole bunch of kids (including me)enlisted in the too-fun plucking process. The women all made fried chicken, chicken & dumplings, roast chicken, ad (and I do mean) nauseam. I usually love fried chicken, but not when I couldn’t rid my nostrils of the stench of chicken feathers.

We ate a shitload of chicken that month. I’ve not cared much for chicken since.

Stoaty, um, what a difference half a year can make? All the same, I am an engineer’s daughter, with a visual imagination, and I have to ask: How on earth are you going to manage lap chickens WITHOUT chicken diapers?

A bit off-Topic, but apparently Charlotte Lewis (The actress from The Golden Child) has come out and accused Roman Polanski of abusing her 4 years after he ran from the States.

There kinds seems to be a pattern there…..

Make sure you get them some chicken aprons!

Just for Mz Weasie!!

http://www.meyerhatchery.com/get_item_di_chicken-diapers.htm

http://www.mypetchicken.com/catalog/Diapers-and-Saddles/Chicken-Diapers-Free-shipping-p494.aspx

I don’t know, Can’t hark. I don’t know if they have any cloaca control at all.

Mice — I know from keeping them as pets — control where they pee but not where they poo.

Elphaba, It’s stupid simple.

Use to think the concept disgusting. Roadside dives and the gallon of preserved eggs next to the cash register and all.

Thing is, they’re really good homemade. I do variations on the theme. The beet juice is the beautiful key:

6 hard boiled eggs, shells off.
Half onion, sliced.

Boil for a few minutes: Cup of vinegar (white or cider), Cup of beet juice (canned or homemade, hell, throw the beets in there as well), half-cup sugar (brown or white), splash of salt.

Eggs/onions in a jar. Hot liquid over. Seal tight. Refrigerate for a couple of days, reserve for morning after hangovers, late night “I’m not cooking shit” snacks, and wicked deviled eggs. Will keep for several weeks.

Sorry y’all for going food network on the Dame Stoat Channel.
Can’t control myself.

Also, if there are ANY chickens running around Stoatville in underwear, we damn well better see some video of it!

Ah, well, Weas, no doubt you’ll work it out. I mean, if there are people out there who treat chickens like cats, there are bound to be those among them who have already worked through this puzzle and come up with a solution. And you needn’t settle for the first solution to present itself, either–keep researching, and I’ll bet something you can live with comfortably will pop up. But we do expect a, like, y’know, report.

EZnSF–Oooooh! I LOVE recipes. And that one sounds great (simple and tasty–what more can one ask?)

[Ouch, ouch, ouch! I just read EZ’s underwear comment, and it evoked a really unnerving visual! Eeeeeeewwww! Sort of like my reaction to Gromulin’s. . .I’m covering my eyes but peeking between my fingers.]

Um, yeah, also on the food channel theme. . .this idea comes from an American-Chinese recipe for Tea Eggs (marinated in a blend of tea and various spices). . .

After you boil the eggs, don’t shell them. Tap lightly first on the broad, then on the narrow, end to start cracking the shells, then roll gently so the shells are cracked but still attached. Put them in the pickle without removing the shells. . .it gives a lovely marbled effect. I’m visualizing that with the beet juice and, well. Guess I’ll be eating beets and pickling eggs this weekend!

I don’t like pickled eggs myself, but might make that recipe to bring along some amazingly gorgeous deviled eggs to my next potluck…

And scuba, that’s no more off topic than my kid gets caught watching porn on library computer link yesterday. 🙂

Or whenever the heck that was. It’s gone viral, so time has flown.

Stoaty, I expect a fine chicken naming contest once the little darlings enter the Badger household!

Oh, and I should say that it wasn’t my kid who got caught watching porn in a library, she caught a kid watching porn on a library computer.

I felt I needed to make that clear, because otherwise, if she ever read this, she’d kick my butt.

How on earth are you going to manage lap chickens WITHOUT chicken diapers?

Jeans made of Visqueen will work.

Heh. I wondered which character in that vid had a relationship with you, Nina, and what it was.

EZnSF sez: “Sorry y’all for going food network on the Dame Stoat Channel.”

Huh. Where do you think we are when we aren’t here, hmm?

Dame Stoat Channel. I’m giggling, I admit. 🙂

I have to ask the question, though…will the chickens even want to enter the household of a weasel and a badger? I’d think they’d be just a mite suspicious when they see your names on the adoption papers…jes’ sayin’.

(yeah, daughter, the librarian:))

My Grandma had a pet chicken. However, since they lived on the farm, I’m not sure the chicken lived to a ripe old age.

Wow. Off-topic myself, here, but I just can’t help myself–we watched this incredible display of stupidity last night on BBC 2, and I think you should add it to the Stoat Channel, in the category of “I Want Your Chickens.” The documentary was like watching a train wreck–we were compelled to watch to the end. Wait, wait, wait for his Gluten Free request! I hope this guy isn’t one of the neighbours.

Look! I didn’t draw a chicken!
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7-IsWcEhLZc/S-8E8e1zpBI/AAAAAAAAE1M/FST9hvoJSVM/s320/100_3831.JPG

We do make more chickens, as we have FOUR roosters!
That’s why we live in the rural area. Heh

I feel like a fresh plucked chicken. Prom Night! For pity sakes. My fiance’s son, and his girlfriend, what a handsome couple, brought a tear to my eye, as I doled out the cash.

Now I’m only partly curmudgeonly 🙂 but the this, and the that, and the too and fro… My fiance finally had enough of my bitching and said “just give them a credit card to use and you can have a stroke later.”

Plucked I say, plucked. I better see some really nice pictures.

Ah, the joys of parenting your teen. I was soooo glad when my youngest graduated from high school. That was 11 years ago. I can’t say I don’t fret about them still, but all stupid things are their fault nowadays.

🙂

Weasel getting chickens…and all I can think of is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQ5uHbGiZE4&feature=related

http://www.videosurf.com/video/foghorn-leghorn-1956-weasel-stop-54641402

nbpundit, did the chickens dig those holes? I’ve never seen them scratch that deep.

Anyone have Ronnie James Dio in the Dead Pool?

LOL, I just found the best video on the REAL reason for the internet……

😉

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-TA57L0kuc

I’ve never seen them scratch that deep.

Chickens take dust baths — helps control feather mites and bird lice — and that’s an average size chicken-wallow.

Which is probably another reason to keep them indoors, or at least away from the local avian population, Mizz Stoaty. Although, “I had to fumigate the house and burn all our pillows to get rid of feather mites — again” could be a recurring theme, and might even prove as popular as “Show me your scar, pleeeeeeeaazzze?”

I’ve never seen them scratch that deep.

Chickens take dust baths — helps control feather mites and bird lice — and that’s an average size chicken-wallow.

Which is probably another reason to keep them indoors, or at least away from the local avian population, Mizz Stoaty. Although, “I had to fumigate the house and burn all our pillows to get rid of feather mites — again” could be a recurring theme, and might even prove as popular as “Show me your scar, pleeeeeeeaazzze?”