The farm lives on chuckle time. Get out to the barn early because the Chuckles want to get out of their coop. Go out to the barn for the very last time at sundown because the Chuckles have finally taken themselves to their coop! Fill up the bird feeder to overflowing. Hurry! They are watching from across the lawn—waiting for some sunflower seeds to spill out onto the ground.
Be very sure there is straw in the horse feed buckets mounted in the corners of the stalls. It cannot be said this PFO does not have proper bedding prepared for them to lay their eggs. Oh, yes, the horse troughs must always be filled to the rim. These chuckles like to take their sips of cool water from the horse troughs. These are small troughs, so the girls are able to stretch over the tops to quench their thirst.
They roam all around the farm, yard, fields and roads, come into the garage, and one time found their way in a neighbors fenced (with box-wire!) yard. They even stop traffic! It has been suggested a “Chicken Crossing” sign be posted on the driveway. Despite all this “trouble”, these gentle, sweet birds give this family gifts everyday. Their sweet voices, funny antics, and of course the most delicious eggs ever tasted!
Oh dear! Twilight is falling, the farm has drifted into a peaceful, dreamy evening, and this PFO has not put those Chuckles in! Gotta go……