Much like the now waning pirate movement, apparently I am WAY behind the very chic(k) trend of chicken raising.
I thought it was hysterical a few weeks back to read a Letter to the Editor from a local woman imploring everyone to have just 3 chickens for the bio-joy of our majestic green Earth. But it seems the yoke’s on me! Here in the boonies, I had no idea that chicken coops are the latest, hippest, trendiest chick magnet.
Not only did my friend Eileen – who lives in an exceptionally nice suburban area near San Francisco – comment that her cul-de-sac proudly sports 18 chickens, we recently got a Christmas card from another friend who lives not far from Eileen in another über-trendy suburb. That friend included a photo of her two daughters AND her two new chickens (Princess and Pedro).
I’m totally baffled. When did chickens become the latest suburban “must have”? Why did chickens become the latest suburban “must have”? Are they this decade’s pot belly pigs?
I still feel like I need to apologize to my acupuncturist (whom I lovingly call my acu-hippie) for bursting into “not you, too??” laughter earlier this week when she lamented that her roommates are not allowing her to get some chickens. Something about not wanting to build the coop. I tried to redeem myself by sharing with her some recently gained knowledge that you can purchase some simply lovely coop kits online from England for probably under four figures. I’m fully expecting her rates to go up the next time I see her.
Llamas are coming, I can just feel it.
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Let me just take this opportunity to mention that I HATE chickens. They chase you. They are nasty things. I was mortified by them on my Grandma's Texas ranch as a child. When I was a vegetarian for ethical reasons, I didn't eat chicken not for moral purpose, but just to be consistent. So now they're trendy? Lord help us. And don't get me started on monkeys.
What's your opinion on monkeys?
Monkeys? I hate them. Once, my dad had a friend visit who owned a monkey and this guy brought his monkey with him and the monkey bit me! It climbed over the dining room table and grabbed my arm and bit me! For no reason! And they're spastic and have nothing to offer society.
This is Zeke btw.
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