Meat Chicken Swath of Destruction

Behind those fuzzy feather beat the hearts of lawn murderers.

I knew this was going to happen, but for some reason it still surprised me. Β The chickens scratch and peck at anything that might possibly be edible so they’ve been leaving this trail of destruction in their wake. When the new blades of green grass come under the shadow of our chicken tractor–we’ve affectionately named it “The Nugget-Mobile”–they immediately get devoured by beak and talon.

I’m told the grass will come back greener and healthier than ever, but for now I have to deal with this eyesore of dirt and dung scorched earth.

It’s a sort of destructive lawn roomba (patent pending)

3 thoughts on “Meat Chicken Swath of Destruction”

  1. I’m really not stalking your blog! I get the email notifications, and 1) I’m interested in you and yours + 2) the content is fascinating + 3) you write well. I also know I don’t need to always comment, but there’s so often something that piques my interest! (Or “beaks” my interest, as the case may be. πŸ™‚ ) Call me a helicopter mom #2; you’ll just have to start writing more boring blogs. πŸ™‚

    1. We love that you’re reading! It’s nice to know that some people are interested in what we’re up to.

      And if you like chicken jokes, what are chickens favorite type of shoes?

      Reebok bok bok’s πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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