tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post1470404941989991056..comments2023-10-30T08:38:53.364-07:00Comments on Give a Girl a Fig: Update: The Girls.Michelle @ Give a Girl a Fighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16020971191511530538noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-22686211088598301002009-11-13T11:28:38.217-08:002009-11-13T11:28:38.217-08:00Can't say I blame you, those calculating cluck...Can't say I blame you, those calculating cluckers! ;)<br /><br />Let me ask you this, how do they SMELL? That is my biggest concern.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06457953816169352495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-37134531620937014092009-11-12T18:56:11.032-08:002009-11-12T18:56:11.032-08:00If there's a snow storm again this year and I ...If there's a snow storm again this year and I can't get to the store and the chickens are looking a little lethargic I may turn mine into pot pies... on a happier note... I'm still getting 3 to 4 eggs a day from my 4 hens.... I thought they'd be slowing down by now with the colder weather.It's me ...Mavishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10142676037397375704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-820072006094896592009-11-12T14:50:48.032-08:002009-11-12T14:50:48.032-08:00I think your girls have a pretty good life and the...I think your girls have a pretty good life and they know it. Like all children they're just testing the limits.<br />Pioneer Woman posted a recipe for chili relenos which looks pretty tasty if you need to use some eggs.Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10282795765966618930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-57245531772947795322009-11-12T13:21:56.385-08:002009-11-12T13:21:56.385-08:00They're probably just pacing because they want...They're probably just pacing because they want to know what new treat you've brought them from the kitchen. They are greedy little girls, but I love them! (so don't feel too bad!)<br /><br />Your hens look lovely, by the way! I never tire of looking at chickens.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00564840073358020600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-7078749114912365702009-11-12T11:45:45.476-08:002009-11-12T11:45:45.476-08:00mine will not be free ranging as much come next sp...mine will not be free ranging as much come next spring. And, trust me - mine do that same pacing around like trapped zoo animals the minute I go outside. darn them! I love their eggs but don't love the mess anymore.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-84150030324965958972009-11-12T11:35:54.632-08:002009-11-12T11:35:54.632-08:00I am still getting 4 a day here... hmmm...
Sorry t...I am still getting 4 a day here... hmmm...<br />Sorry to hear the ladies are killing your garden. Lois was eyeing up the lettuce in the cold frame today, but decided my BOOT looked like a better option.Wrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13686532868029514600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065523489084216043.post-53233461097718600802009-11-12T10:44:52.136-08:002009-11-12T10:44:52.136-08:00I was wondering when "dinner" might ente...I was wondering when "dinner" might entee the picture. Every spring my mother purchased 100-200 chicks. The roosters became dinner first. All except 2 or 3. The hens all became dinner sooner or later. Usually before the next year's chicks were of laying size. I can butcher a chicken quicker than the wink of an eye. The product of growing up on an Iowa farm.WhiteStonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00345496310218224780noreply@blogger.com