ALL THEY NEED IS LOVE.................

There is probably something really wrong about singing "All They Need is Love... love, all they need is love" when speaking to my husband about our chickens, but I did so today. They have such a weird love-hate relationship with each other. Mark is not very fond of the Divas and they seem to be crazy about him. It's funny to watch him head out to their pen, they will all run to the fence and sit. Sitting means that they want attention and the only problem is that they've blocked the door whilst sitting and he can't get in. Well, and the fact that he doesn't want to pet chickens. He doesn't have a problem petting dogs, even the occasional cat is okay..... but chickens? That is far, far beyond the realm of normal for him and therefore, he is not comfortable with it.


His idea of normal would be that they would act like, well... chickens. He has this idea that they are mindless fowl that wander around and really have no idea what is going on around them except for food, water and shelter. I ordered a docile breed that seems to crave attention. We are in tight quarters, sharing the yard and all, that it seemed reasonable with the Urban Farming movement to purchase chicks with above mentioned qualities.

I am going to have to slowly but surely re-educate my husband into understanding that they are loveable, funny and affectionate. Anyone want to feed the chickens in the meantime?