Get Crackin'
It seems that I have come across a new idea for the 'Aloe Test Garden'. Call me crazy but I would love to house our very own Chicken Coupe. O thinks I'm nutz, and says that If I think the sound of an alarm clock is bad, then imagine chicken calls before sunrise. Crazy as it may be, how fun to have our own flock in the backyard, daily hunting for eggs and fresh home cooked omelette's all within a 50' radius. I would name my hens absurd names that your children would later thank you for saving them the humiliation. Names like: Lucinda-May, Carlita, Ruth and Matilda.
The other night over a family dinner we got onto the topic of chickens, the debate about brown eggs versus white, and if one was nutritiously better for you then the other- by the way the answer is, no. It seems that hens with white feathers and white earlobes lay white eggs, whereas hens with red feathers and matching-colored earlobes lay brown eggs. It got me pondering a somewhat, potentially city-dwelling question, that some farm bloggers out there may in fact laugh in my face.
If the hens know there is no rooster in site why do they continue to lay eggs? Could it be that these feathery ladies are not much different than their counter part female humans.
I will continue to plot out a spot in our back garden for my little girls and their ever so stylish house, nestled in between the unfinished shed and the tomato patch, quietly sitting where no city official or strata council member would ever hear or see them. And in the meantime I will have to settle with my favorite brand from Capers: Rabbit RIver Farms where I can be assured the animals are treated fairly and get their daily run abouts, not too mention taste so very fresh! And I will continue to vicariously live through the postings from Sunset's blog, where in Menlow Park, California they are doing this very same thing.

just so you know, chicken poo stinks the WORST of the barnyard crowd. my mom's friend has a coop in north van. maybe you could visit.
Posted by:k8 | February 09, 2008 at 11:20 AM
So the district of North Van allows coupes? Interesting, maybe my dream isn't so far off. Thanks for the poop tip by the way.
Posted by:Cait | February 09, 2008 at 11:42 AM
good thing you never warmed to the smell of sea lions. Now that is stinky with a capital S
Beebs
Posted by:Brian Schecter | February 10, 2008 at 11:36 PM
i don't know what kind of sports car you're planning on keeping those flappers in, but you may be able to get past city bylaws if you kept them in the garage.
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/coupe
Posted by:k8 | February 11, 2008 at 12:28 PM
I don't think your nutz, I KNOW your nutz... with a capital N as Mr. Beebs would say! Between you and me and the blog, I am kind of a little chicken sh*t because I had a traumatic experience in my Grandma's chicken coop when I was a wee farmer. It had to do with me, a rooster, and a snake when I was sent out at the break of dawn to gather some fresh eggs.... you do know fresh eggs have remnants of stuff on them when you steal them out of the nest? How would you feel if someone stole your "maybe-baby" out from under you? Just asking.
Posted by:World Reclaimed | February 15, 2008 at 05:12 PM
I would love to have chickens, if we had an actual yard. Mostly so I could get an Eglu:
http://www.heavypetal.ca/archives/2005/11/leggo_my_eglu.html
Posted by:Heavy Petal | February 20, 2008 at 09:28 AM