Bok Bok Bok

Imagine the scene in Napoleon Dynamite where there are rows and rows of caged-up chickens. Never in my all my days did I imagine myself in one of those places, but there I was, walking down a dark, creepy walkway with hideous cries of locked up hens begging for us to free them. And there we were, exchanging Euro for chickens with the Hühner Meister. The drive home was equally as frightening due to a box in the back of our new van full of wild beasts scratching and clawing to get out and meet us. Would they get out and attack us while we were driving? We didn't know. No one knew. But we finally arrived home and were anxious for our new family members to feel safe and secure in there in new coop. So the fun begins...

Why did we get chickens? For the eggs of course. Nice, fresh, healthy, practically free, organic, free range eggs. Good for the body and the soul. Also pets. The girls are in love! There is actually a Pet Show on Monday that we are thinking of entering Lady cluck into. How cute would that be... Everyone showing off their dogs and here comes Sadie on stage with a chicken on a leash with a bonnet and painted finger nails (well... claws). We would win for sure. No doubt. Also our garage has a room that used to be a chicken room with a door for the chickens to get out side and everything. Also we have a huge backyard. Also we live in the middle of the country, this is normal here. Also we thought it would be a great adventure and would teach the girls some responsibility. Also Mark got an idea in his head and wouldn't rest till it came true. Also Mark talked me into it.  So far the girls love waking up in the morning and checking for eggs, feeding, watering and letting the chickens out to play or as Sadie would say "bok around". Their names: Lady Cluck, Henrietta, Madam Pecks-a-lot, and Sareesa (a name that Sadies made up and uses for everything.) I actually had these fine animals growing up. They are beautiful birds, as Mark would say. His new babies and our very first pet (besides a short run with a fish in 2004).

Don't worry about Sadie's out fit and hair. Sometimes it's just not worth the fight.

Preparing their new home 

anxious to let them out 

Mystified by their new pets

Such fine fowl.

The princesses of poultry

Mark constructed this outdoor portion all by himself.

Who says chickens don't make good pets? But experiments in flight can lead to family choas...

The fruits eggs of our labors.