Sharing Our Lives: Raising Chickens

Growing up, I had some exposure to raising chickens. My aunt had chickens for many years, so when I visited her, I would sometimes go out to collect the eggs, round them up in the evening, or even help with the building of a new chicken pen. This experience has been helpful as I raise my own chickens, but if you’ve never raised them and are considering doing so, don’t worry too much. Chickens are fairly simple to live with and to take care of.

New Additions To The Family

To be honest, the way we’ve kept chickens probably isn’t your typical way of doing so. I have built a pen with a house, but it remains unfinished. It’s been difficult to maintain motivation for completing the pen for many reasons; harsh weather, full-time job, other responsibilities, etc. To complicate things, we brought home a couple of baby pigs sooner than we should have, and they now take up residence in the chicken pen until I complete theirs. So we’ve made things a bit harder than it should have been. Even so, it’s been a breeze to care of our growing flock.

Typical Schedule

Our full size hens and rooster roam the yard all day. We are fairly secluded because of surrounding foliage, so they rarely leave the yard. They will circle the property several times a day, and seem happy and content to do so. They’ve pretty much rid our property of pests, including destructive locusts and ticks. Ticks are my main concern, because you don’t want ticks biting you, as they can carry harmful diseases.

We’ve left their wings alone, so at night they have a favorite tree that they fly up into to sleep. The morning time is usually when the hens lay their eggs in a makeshift nest: under an overturned wheelbarrow. Then they feel the need to come to the back glass door and take a peek inside. After that, it’s on to the day’s usual business; roaming the yard, eating bugs, taking dirt baths and chattering about who knows what. They are very social and tame. Every morning when I go to work, they all follow me out to the car, and when I get home, they run out to car to welcome me.

We have kept up with collecting eggs, but one hen managed to disappear for a while so she could hatch out a bunch of chicks. They have been a pleasant surprise, and watching them grow up has been a fun experience. The little roosters are just now starting to crow in the morning, and it’s quite humorous to listen to their first attempts. They aren’t very loud, but they sure are proud of themselves.

We do have predators that we try to watch out for. The ones I’ve personally seen are possums, hawks and lately, a pack of coyotes. The latter has been difficult to deal with, but I am taking steps to try to rid them.

In A Nutshell

Chickens are fun to have and very easy to take care of. They can provide a steady stream of eggs, and if you desire, a steady stream of meat too. While our experience will probably differ from yours, so far it has worked for us. Now, if I can just get that rooster to help me finish his pen…

I am so excited to share that I have finally convinced my husband to share in blogging with me!  Anytime you see a post from the Frugal Greenish Daddy, it will be his insights into our lives…..thanks Bryan!

2 thoughts on “Sharing Our Lives: Raising Chickens”

  1. Mary Beth Elderton

    I’m so glad to read this and would love to learn more. Hubz and I are talking about retiring to a few acres of land and a sustainable small home soon—this would include chickens, maybe some goats. Frankly, I am not really prepared–I’ve lived in big cities most my life. I have made it clear that there needs to be a Costco within a day’s drive, but I think I am going to love learning how to live without the coffee shop on the corner…maybe 🙂

    1. You can do it! It will be an adjustment but we love living in the country. Chickens are so easy and so much fun to watch. I wish you well on your journey!

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