Current Count

The Free Rangers: ??? Some. Not sure how many. But definitely some.

The Last Remaining Original Chicken: 1. Name pending.

The New Girls: 5. And they are good girls. They eat their corn and stay put. And they’ve got the L.R.O.C. (see above) to show them around the henhouse.

We’ve Started Over

Everything fits in my car.

Down to One

You’re looking at a photo of The Last Remaining Original Chicken aka The Only Good Chicken.   The henhouse door was open for about a week and she refused to leave and join her free range friends.  We’re sponsoring a contest to name her.  Interesting chicken-themed prize promised to the winner.  Submit your suggestions in the comments field.

The Loneliest Chicken Ever

As of last Sunday, we’re down to one chicken in the henhouse.  I was not home when this occurred.  Anna says to make it clear that she was not home either.

Day Fifteen Cont’d

No comment necessary, right? 

Day Fifteen

Well, it was bound to happen…

The chicken with all the attitude?  Ruby took it down a notch. 

She ate it. 

Day Fourteen

 

The two chickens living in the pine tree have developed a bit of an attitude. 

Day Six

Chicken count: 2 in the henhouse, minus some flight-necessary feathers, 2 in housing of their own choosing, 2 missing

Persuaded the parents to come over to clip the wings of chickens 1 and 2 (you know, the good chickens.  The ones that live inside the henhouse).  Two of the “free-range” chickens decided to hang out with us a bit. 

See below:  my father and his attempt to persuade the chickens to return. 

Day Five

Chicken count:  2 in the henhouse, 2 in housing of their own creation, 2 missing 

See this pine tree? 

 

Two chickens live here. 

photo credit  www.justinloy.com

Day Three

Morning

Rachel to cat: “You’re only allowed to go outside if you promise to bring back a

chicken.”

Anna: “Yeah, like that one right …there in the tree.” (Points out window to tree in front of house, where chicken (#3?) is roosting 20 feet up).

Rachel: “Seriously?”

Evening

On the farm we have a genuine Redbone Coonhound.

Upon arrive home we notice she is eating…something…

Search Google Images for: chicken skeleton

Nope, not a chicken.

Photo credit Ruby:  Cassie Cohn