Out of the chicken business

I’ve mentioned issues we’ve been having with our new neighbor.  Yesterday, the goats slipped out while I went to pick up straw and were in the front pasture.  Damn, I almost put them up before I left, but I knew I was going to only be gone for a few minutes.  I let Gel out of the truck and he quickly rounded them up and I almost had them back in the driveway gate when the neighbor pulled in.

She got out of the truck and started screaming at the top of her lungs “Get them off the grass seed! Get them off the grass seed!”  I apologized and said they escaped, but that didn’t stop her screaming fit about how much she spent on that driveway, etc.  Then she started in on the chickens eating her grass seed.  Yep, I’m afraid the chickens have eaten some of her grass seed, but lack of germination probably has a lot more to do with lack of rain, not the chickens eating the seed.

Her screaming went on and on.  I brought the goats back down below and came up and she was still screaming.  I told her look, I’ll get rid of all the chickens.  At this point, they’ve been running loose for so long, to keep them up would be close to impossible.  She said good.

So the chickens go today.

Like the chickens, the goats have had free access, with permission, to the surrounding property and at this point in time, it’s hard to break them of this habit.  I highly doubt goats are doing any damage to her driveway, heck, she’s got tractor trailer trucks running up and down it.  But it’s her road and her property and we need to do what we need to do to keep her off my back.  I don’t do well with people yelling at me.

Burton, the man who made our raised beds was working during this tirade and when I got back over there, he said he was praying for me.  I don’t think praying for me is going to help right now.  He is going to take the chickens and we’ll barter for more work on down the road.  I don’t see any sense in selling them, I simply need them gone and hopefully to a good home and I feel like that’s what’s happening.

We will keep the ducks and I will build our duck flock up.  Really, we prefer duck eggs, ducks don’t need as much grain as chickens and they are not as destructive.

Burton finished the eight raised beds which we mounted the rabbit tractors on top.  They look great and I hope to take pictures of them today.  I meant to take them yesterday, but the afternoon went to hell. Now that the chickens are going, we probably won’t have to keep a fence around the garden.

The day started out really, really well.  I found out that almost all of my credit from past college attendance will transfer to CVCC, well, not all of it, but almost all of the core courses which cuts down on how many I need to take at CVCC so it frees me up to take other useful classes like marketing and maybe graphic design.

Sometimes it seems like things are such a struggle, but one way or another, they will work out.  I hope I live to see the day when our food chain suffers some sort of attack such that people like my neighbors realize what we do here is important.  That probably won’t happen, but I can dream can’t I?  Unless this person eats her horses or dogs, she’ll up a creek without a paddle if all the Wal-Marts close.

Needless to say, we’ll be buying her a bag of grass seed and leaving it at the top of her driveway to replace what the chickens ate.

Until later …

One Reply to “Out of the chicken business”

  1. Dang that’s sad. Maybe it’s for the best cuz she sounds like the kinda person who might put something harmful to the animals in her yard. Intentionally or unintentionally…

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