Savannah chicken coops we love

Okay, here's a great idea.

Forget the local garden tour.

In Savannah this year, they're doing the chicken coop tour.

The artist and her poultry

Okay, I don't know why but I found this piece in today's New York Times kind of irritating.

Actually, I do know why.

It smells a little bit of bullshit.

Feral rooster found in woods. Gentle enough within a day to be pecking mistress on the cheek?

I don't think so.

The things a mother puts up with

Is this the cutest, or what?

Watching the Araucana hen with her chicks, I've realized her body is totally shaped to take care of little ones. Her wings expand to cover them up in the nesting box in the evening, and now that they're bigger, and roosting at night, she's still protecting them.

You may not be able to see it here, but there's actually another chick tucked onto the roost between her legs. After I took this picture at dusk, I went back when it was nearly dark, and found her neck feathers had ruffled up over the remaining chick to keep her warm. (The other chick went under her wing to sleep. )

Now that's gotta hurt

World's biggest chicken egg.

The chicks are hatching

We let an Araucana sit on the eggs and a couple have finally hatched. Hen very protective, but I shushed her out of the box for a quick picture.

The kitten and the silkie

People have told me silkies are extremely gentle and fun to have around, but I'm convinced after seeing this kooky video of a Chinese Silkie who lives in Silver Lake, Cal., that has taken a kitten under her wing. Read the story here.

And the Academy Award goes to....

There's a whole genre of chicken-flicks over at YouTube; here's a particularly fun one from Small Time Pictures.

Chickens of Fire

Who needs anti-depressants when you've got a good chicken video to watch?

This comes compliments of producer catnipmouse over at YouTube

Mad City Chickens!

There's a new documentary out about urban backyard chicken farmers. Check it out here.

Bulls, bears and flying chickens

The Wall Street Journal is now using the term "flying chickens"
as some kind of metaphor for investors believing in false recovery of the economy.

This led us to wonder a little bit about the whole idea of flying chickens. We know they can do it when they want to-like when they want to get inside the vegetable garden to hit on the lettuce, or nibble fresh dahlia shoots (I have always said that a fence is just a suggestion to a chicken, something to be followed, or not.)

Here's what I found. I'm thinking Letterman should do a whole show of Stupid Chicken Tricks and invite us all to New York. Dave! Llamame!