Loving chickens is a rewarding experience. The work involved is practically non-stop. The heartbreak can be overwhelming. Dealing with predators requires constant thinking. Territory disputes can flair up without warning. Every time you look into their eyes, you know that it might be the last time you see them. They can disappear and leave no clue about why. Sometimes, there is only a pile of feathers.
But, that's not the best stuff...the real reason I love chickens is that it only takes 21 days to turn eggs into fuzzy yellow balls of love. There is nothing I can do for the world that is better than this!
I hope you can see what I mean...
Cheep, cheep, cheep!
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