The chickens are constant entertainment. They peep, more than cluck. They run around their outdoor pen eating bugs and grubs. They cuddle together in one nesting box at night. They generally have a great time. But don't be fooled, these are not your normal, every day, run-of-the-mill chickens. They're actually piranhas.
You see, they love to eat fruits and veggies. Especially rotten or slightly bad fruits and veggies. But their all-time favourite is honey-dew melons. They go insane for these things. The first time we gave them one, they ate it quickly. The second time we gave them one, they almost mugged Drew at the door of the coop. He opened the door and leaned in with the melon. Foghorn made a run for the rind and started to peck at it as soon as Drew had it within Foghorn's reach. Lucy was right behind him. Drew dropped down the rind and ran for cover. They were pecking and eating before it even hit the ground.
He came back the next day, and the fruit was completely gone. They had eaten it down to the bare end. So, when it comes to honeydew melons, our chickens are really fish.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
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