Why Did the Chicken Cross . . .

. . . spurs with the city council?

Well, actually, I don’t think most of the council members are all that cross with chickens. I bet they’re tired of hearing about them, though. Rapid City is having another debate about whether to allow people to keep a few chickens in their back yards.

Speaking as someone who is not a fan of chickens until they are safely beheaded, plucked, processed, and cooked (all of the aforementioned, preferably, done by someone else), you’d think I would be on the anti-chicken side of this argument.

Not so. If my neighbors want to have a handful of chickens in a coop in their yard, I don’t care. My objection to chickens wanes considerably when I’m not the one who has to feed them, gather their eggs, or help pluck them.

Besides, if the neighbors have chickens, the neighbors will have eggs. Possibly, even, extra eggs. I’m not proud. I’m willing to be a hypocrite if it gets me fresh-laid eggs now and then.

However, amid all the clucking and squawking about chickens, pro and con, I do agree with those who insist that chicken coops need to be well-constructed and secure. I don’t want a bunch of stray chickens attracting stray skunks, coyotes, and mountain lions who might be tired of venison.

I especially agree with the person who pointed out in our local paper that all the chicken coops need to be built with two doors.

Because if they had four doors, they wouldn’t be chicken coupes. They would be chicken sedans.

(Sorry. Sometimes when you scrape the very bottom of the idea barrel, all you come up with is chicken manure.)

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2 thoughts on “Why Did the Chicken Cross . . .

  1. ginny

    Some chickens crow and some make soothing clucking sounds. I remember how, on warm summer days, the chicken herds contentedly scratching in the dirt, looking for a snack, and singing their really odd little songs. Nice. But chickens also do a lot of more less soothing stuff……….ask anyone who has ever cleaned out a chicken house.

  2. Frank

    Chickens poop. And stink. So if you had some chickens in the neighborhood you would hope they disposed of the manure regularly and preferably a long way from your home. I remember that the first thing I asked a new hired man to do was clean out the chicken coop. Being exposed to that ammonia smell emitting from under the roosts and carrying outthe manure to a spreader without a fuss was a good test of how willing a worker I had.

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