I'm reading "The Vances added a chicken coop to the vice president’s residence. We had questions.
Who will be raising the hens at the Naval Observatory? And why are the Vances taking on this project?" Thats a gift link, in case you want to get serious or laugh about henhousegate.
I love the sheer randomness of the pronoun preference of some guy in Utah who's got nothing to do with any of this other than that he too keeps chickens.
I'm going to assume that the reason for the chickens is to enrich the day-to-day life of the Vance's 3 — soon to be 4 — children.
It is an awfully posh henhouse. I can see why some people are envious... or trying to figure out if they should be envious:
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(D)istrict court judge rules that it must be torn down in 3... 2... 1...
Taking care of farm animals provides an education and experience found in few other places.
So that’s what JD to prepare for his appearance on “The View”.
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The hens will be asking for reparations.
A lot of my neighbors have similar projects with their kids. It became very popular during COVID, and then during the runaway inflation during the Biden years, when egg prices went crazy. We have no trouble scoring fresh eggs, and it always kids that bring them.
It's summertime now, so I make lots of deviled eggs. Mine are lip-smackin' spicy.
"...I love the sheer randomness of the pronoun preference of some guy in Utah who's got nothing to do with any of this other than that he too keep chickens...."
Utah, huh? I bet he's got one rooster and a bunch of hens, ha ha, just blending in. I wonder what their pronouns are.
Know some women who had their husbands spend a $1000 building chicken coops. The women sell the eggs for $5-6 bucks and think they are making money.
Poultry is slavery.
My son in FL lives in an area of half million dollar homes. On acreage size lots. Not every house, but more than every other house, has a chicken coop or they keep some other type of bird. In addition to chickens he also has a rabbit hutch, less common there but not uncommon.
In NY where I live in ruralville hardly anyone keeps fowl around. Not even the Mennonites next door. Those that do have signs for how much a dozen- and usually brown eggs. People in subdivisions with half million dollar houses make sure there are zoning laws keeping anyone from having such outré things as chicken coops or rabbit hutches.
A lady up the street from me keeps ducks, an assortment of them. I asked one day if she does anything with the eggs. No. Nor does she eat or sell them. She just has them. Curiously I have never met her when she was sober.... Including when she drives up and down the street in her cart because her dogs got loose again... I believe the term for her is "eccentric".
While proudly above flies the red, white, and blue.
Years ago I made a chicken coup on the bed of an old trailer so my daughter could move it about on her property. It had an automatic door that opened at sunrise and shut at dusk -- the chickens learned very quickly and were always inside at night.
Geez. "coup" ==> "coop." Spellcheck was not at fault...
I want to be "eccentric".
Nobody here but us chickens.
“Know some women who had their husbands spend a $1000 building chicken coops. The women sell the eggs for $5-6 bucks and think they are making money.”
Vance’s thing looks like it cost a lot more than $1000. I guess he’s not trying to teach his kids economics, unless an official vice-presidential egg sells for a lot more than $5-6. Any sensible kid would much rather have a dog, anyway.
Some years ago when I was living in the western suburbs of Philadelphia, I was in the church choir. The soprano and tenor ringers fell in love and got married and had two daughters. In due time, the dad built them what the mom termed a "chicken mansion" - including air conditioning.
On the other end of the spectrum is my brother, who inadvertantly became a chicken owner by dint of first one and then another chicken wandering into his yard. When the first one showed up, he tracked down the owners; when it came back a second time, he just shrugged and built a pretty basic coop. When the second chicken showed up, he just let it in. They lasted awhile, but presumably not as long as the ones with the a/c.
We briefly kept three hens while living in England when I was a teenager, but they never got beyond the pullet-egg stage (little miniature eggs). We didn't know what was going on with these bitty little eggs and although I don't remember for certain, I suspect my parents gave the hens away because they were "defective." No Internet, don't you know, and only the base library for reference unless we wanted to venture out onto the Economy or, even more daringly, ask the farmer down the road.
I've wanted chickens again for a long time, but ... you know, nomad life and all at present.
"Build a better henhouse, and the world will beat a path to your door."
Next on the agenda, a sea-ment pond.
I WONDER..
i wonder How Long the WaPo had to search the earth, to find a proper LGBTQIA2S+ to quote for this article..
you know? instead of a local that kept chickens?
Lucien said...
So that’s what JD to prepare for his appearance on “The View”.
The Music Man - Pick A Little Talk A Little (HD)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S0TnUj_cHyY
I've got a dozen chickens, a rooster and 11 hens. This morning I gave away two dozen eggs to the neighbor who has 3 kids. This afternoon I collected 6 more fresh eggs. The difference between their eggs and the store-bought eggs is remarkable, thick, bright-golden yolks compared to whitish watery yellow from the store, and the taste is equally incomparable. Our best layer is the oldest hen we have, 6 years old at least, and that's old for a chicken, but she lays about 4 or 5 eggs a week.
Our chickens free range all over the yard, they know how to get out of the pen as soon as it is light and they leave the big fat rooster behind because he can't fit through the opening, so he ends up crowing until I go out and open the door for him.
The chickens are funny characters with nutty personalities. When it's hot out or windy or rainy, they will congregate by the kitchen door and bumrush inside the moment the door is opened, and if I leave it ajar I'll find them all setting on the cool tile of the kitchen floor. Love these chickens!
“Oh Lydia, oh Lydia, say have you met Lydia?
Lydia, the Tattooed Lady
She has eyes that folks adore so
And a torso even more so
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclopydia
Oh Lydia the Queen of Tattoo
On her back is the Battle of Waterloo
Beside it the wreck of the Hesperus, too
And proudly above waves the red, white, and blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia”
Trump has his ballroom.
Vance has his chicken coop.
"Know some women who had their husbands spend a $1000 building chicken coops. The women sell the eggs for $5-6 bucks and think they are making money.”
Knew a lady with a backyard chicken coop whose birds laid 2 dozen or more organic, free-range eggs daily. She'd put them in a little hutch on the roadside, in cartons of 4 that she sold for $5, with an honor box for people to put money in. After expenses she probably cleared 10-15 bucks a day, but I mean it was every day, so for maybe a couple of hours of work per week she probably banked $3000 or more per year.
I hope the hens are grateful for such a magnificent residence, but I'm guessing its all wasted on them.
We had hens and a chicken coop when I was young. Its not all egg yolks and glory. I'll say this for our rooster, what he lacked in brains he made up for in courage.
Never heard of Lydia but I did learn about Melba (Queen of All the Acrobats) in my fraternity.
I grew up helping tend 80,000 laying hens in roughly yearly installments (they quit laying after about a year and become Campbell's soup. Also, that might sound like a lot of chickens but most commercial operations are now six figures.). Ours weren't free-range but cooped in battery cages, four birds per, suspended over a pit for the droppings, which were produced almost as prodigiously as the eggs. Feed and water were automated in troughs, egg gathering was by hand pushing a cart down the aisle between the cages and racking the eggs in flats that looked like the bottom half of an egg carton. Sounds like the Vance's set-up is a similar set-up, albeit considerable fancier than our semi-industrial model.
@Michael Fitzgerald, I agree, chickens can be very entertaining. I had one once, named Gladys, and she was a trip. Very tame, liked being held, very gregarious. She would park herself on a pedestal flower pot that had allyssum growing in it, next to the office door. Cats and dogs would walk up, sniffing, curious. Then we had a bunch of Araukana hens, laying eggs of all different colors - they call them Easter egg chickens. One great thing about them free ranging, the grass stays green and there are no grasshoppers or other damaging insects.
No bid contact waiting for poop piles
“I love the sheer randomness of the pronoun preference of some guy in Utah who's got nothing to do with any of this other than that he too keeps chickens.”
That should be they too keeps chickens. Or is it they too keep chickens? And it’s not a guy, it’s, uh, something else.
My uncle had 4000 chickens who went for Swanson TV dinners after their year's service. Anytime I was at the farm I had to join in the chicken chores. When I was ten or 11 y.o., knowing that supermarket eggs were unfertilized, I asked my uncle why he had roosters. I didn't know he had a hatchery contract. For the next fifty years whenever I was around my cousins I had to hear the story about when I asked what the roosters were for. SMDH.
If Vance is doing it, it's obviously bad. Another hateportunity. Eastasia has always been at war with chickens.
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