Chickens, For Fun or Profit....or just because they need a home.
Ok so we are not farmers and.. we don't even have a garden, not even a tomato plant this year. Non-agricultural all the way. Never mind the 20+ years that JWS spent as a dairy farmer. Town life all the way now. So, why do I have incubators of eggs on my dining room table, you ask? Close proximity to the Dayton Fair. The eggs needed a home close to the fair. They will hatch fair week not in my house but at the fairgrounds. They just needed a shorter commute to the fair and a safe place to incubate. So for a few weeks, we are chicken farmers... sort of. And this morning....I am out of eggs to make pork chops... Tempting? Absolutely not.... someone is going to the store. My worst fear? That one of those little buggers decides to be premature! How appropriate that the centerpiece on my table...