Showing posts with label poultry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poultry. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Chickens On Crack!


Blondie, on crack... look at his mouth closely...




Okay... last week I went to the feed store to get laying pellets for the chickens.  A couple days later,  Moshe opened the bag and we realized that the fellow who carried the bag of feed out to the Jeep accidentally gave me chick mash rather than laying pellets. The bags look identical, except for the name printed at the tops of the bags.






Please,  Sir,  we want MORE...





Having already opened the 25-pound bag, and knowing that we had 21 hungry poultry out in the coops, we made the decision to go ahead and feed them the chick mash until it is used up... Now, I don't know what's in chick mash, but - wow - do chickens ever love it!  Is it the ingredients?  Or, is it because that's what they had as babies, and so it's comfort food? You know,l  Like hot chocolate.  Or applesauce.  Or cookies.  Or ?????







Bottoms up, y'all



The first day, I scattered the mash on the ground the same way I throw corn or pellets.  The chickens were literally jumping on top of each other to get it!  I thought must be unusually hungry, although I didn't know of any reason why they should 've been...






Get outta' my way...

The second day, Moshe suggested that I mix the mash with water like I did when the chickens were babies.  It's been windy, and he had seen some of the mash being swept away in the wind.  So, I mixed it and carried the pail of wet mash out to the coops.  Again, the chickens literally jumped up and down at the smell of the mash!  And, as I put spoonfuls of the "chicken porridge" into the feeders, they were like crazed junkies!  My gosh, now I know the definition of  a "feeding frenzy"!



Having heard from me about our crack addicts, Moshe came with me the third day  to observe their behavior.  Not only did they act the same, but one chicken literally rode piggyback on another trying to be first at the feeder.  And, not wanting to feel left out, our new cat,  Pickles, got into the act.  Imagine, one small cat and a hungry mob of chickens eating  mash out of a bowl.
Such is life at the Ben-David farm...  I', still shaking my head and asking myself, "Exactly WHAT is in that chick food???"



Shalom  Y'all - Twyla

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Chicken Run!

some neighbor's chickens
 Last night Moshe and I watched "Chicken Run".  He had seen it before, but I hadn't.  Goodness, did we ever laugh! (Or, should I say "cackle"?)   One of the silly lines was a comment from a rooster, saying that a particular hen was "poultry in motion".  And, of course, that reminded me that I haven't blogged jokes for a while.

      #1: Q: What is a chicken's ghost called?   A: A poultry geist

     #2: Q: What do you call a movie about poultry?  A: A chick flick

more  neighbor's chickens

     #3: Q: Who was the world's fiercest chicken?  A: Attila the Hen

     #4: Q: How do poultry farmers seal a business deal?  A: With a warm hen shake

     #5: Q: Name three poultry games.  A: Quack-Gammon, Crow-Quet, and Chinese Chickers

     #6: Q: What do you call a chicken who wears a bell on her necklace:  Q: An alarm cluck

     #7: Q" What do chickens serve at birthday parties?  A: Coop-cakes

Moshe's comment: "Do these feathers make my butt look big?"
     #8: Q: Which day of the week do chickens hate?  A: Fry-Day

     #9: Q: How do chickens bake a cake?  A:  From scratch

    #10: Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?  A: To show the possum that it CAN be done!

    #11: Q: Why did the chicken cross the playground?  A: To get to the other slide.

    #12:  Q: Why did the turkey cross the road?  A: To prove he wasn't chicken.

    #13: Q: Why didn't the chicken skeleton cross the road?  A: He didn't have the guts.

    #14:  Q: Why did the chicken cross the basketball court?  A: He heard the referee calling fowls.
             
               Okay, okay...  Enough with the groaning...  You  KNOW you laughed at some of them!

                          Shalom Y'all - Twyla