I used to be like 'dog people are toxic because all they do is talk about dog breeds' but now I have chickens and all I do is tell people what breeds my chickens.
I love animals because they all have their own personalities
I went to walk the dog and so naturally I locked the chickens inside their coop because I can’t protect them if I’m out walking the dog
And when I get back, I go into the backyard and naturally they’re all at the door rattling the wires because the sun’s still out so it’s Still Outside Time
And I bend down to open the door
And of course the smol one makes her cute little “peep peep!” sound
and as I’m basking in that, the very lorge one starts SCREAMING at me very angrily
This is the new favorite game, along with the old classic of trying to stand on the food and water buckets instead of the roost right next to them. Thankfully there’s tight lids on both buckets. We’ve found the lids missing in the litter before.