The hens refuse to lay any eggs. I am getting frustrated!
They should start laying any moment, and I feel like I've been waiting forever. Every time I have to go buy eggs it is a painful reminder of my insufficiencies as a chicken owner. LAY! NOW!
So I'm on strike, too. I refuse to glorify chicken ownership via the blog, any further, until...
a) one of the chickens lays an egg
b) one of them does something extremely funny
c) one of them gets eaten by a bald eagle
d) we leave the country, trusting chicken keeping to our friends while we are away.
Let us see what happens first. Stay tuned!
P.S. Urban Fowl Subcommittee update will be posted on Friday. Exceptions for local politics must be made.