Friday, 20 December 2013

On the Third Day of Christmas

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

"...Three French Hens..."

Hens! Where do I start? We've kept hens for donkeys years. They are my husband's pets. He loves to hatch the eggs but is too much of a loveable softy to despatch the cockerels. As a consequence we currently have eight cockerels. Now, if you keep cockerels together they fight, so each cockerel has it's own shed. But then a cockerel in a shed on it's own would get lonely right? So the cockerels have to have their own harem of hens. As a consequence, we have a lot of hens and a lot of eggs! Ours are all pets, have names (yes even the cockerels), and eat like kings (have you ever seen that strange couple in the supermarket buying whole trays of lettuces? yup, that's us!). But chickens are great fun and I wouldn't have it any other way. :-)


You noticed the three eggs right? Well, if you keep hens, you'll get eggs. You don't need a cockerel for that. And home grown eggs are nothing like the insipid tasteless things you get in supermarkets.  What a great present for anyone... three hens (they don't have to be French), a hen house, a run, a bag of layer's mash. a bag of poultry grit, some straw... oh and don't forget the lettuces!

"...Two Turtle Doves..."

"...and a Partridge in a Pear Tree"

1 comment:

  1. Maddy I would love to keep hens but we have nowhere to keep them here and the foxes would get at them, no room in the garden for a hen house. Love your cards so bright and cheerful. Love Alison xx


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