This is my cat, Stanley, checking out the new
At the time, i didn't know anyone (or at least i didn't know that i knew) who was raising chickens, and i started reading everything i could, mostly at Back Yard Chickens, which i totally recommend. When you're panicking, and you think your chicks are all dying, but you don't know because you don't know anything about chickens, it's really nice to have someone to ask.
So anyway, a couple of months later, my friend, Eva was inspired to have some chickens. And then she came upon a ridiculous sale and inspired more friends to have chickens, and it turns out Sandy already HAD chickens. And now, we can be a group. A group of people who are already friends who now all have chickens. Ah, the things that bring us together.
Sadly, since March 31, i have lost 3 of my six Buff Orpington chicks to predators. But Genovieve, Daisy, and Daffodil are very happy girls who have the run of the yard all day long and are now pretty much bigger than Stanley, so he has stopped trying to pretend to be such a threat (most of the time).
Early June something
There are actually 3 chickens in this picture. Daffodil was experiencing Post Traumatic Raccoon Disorder and hiding from everything at the time of the picture. She's better now.