Bawk-bawk-bawk-bawk-bawk!

My three hens...Henny Penny, Chicken Little and Emily Dickenson (there is a story behind this name)...continue to delight us and provide us with 2 to 3 eggs a day.  I have never had a "pet" that I enjoyed more than I do these three chicks! They run to me when I  holler "Bawk-bawk-bawk". They will eat out of my hand, especially bread, and love vegetable and fruit peelings/rinds/cores/etc. They are content to stay in their coop while we are at work but LOVE to get out each evening and strut and scratch around the yard. Most hilarious is to watch them when a worm is found! When the sun goes down they wander back into their coop, jump up on their perch and we simply close the coop door. How easy is that!!! As a bonus, their droppings fertilize the lawn. Becoming a Chicken Farmer has been very rewarding.
The story of Emily Dickenson....Early in the year, after we had received our Christmas gift of a custom built, brand-new chicken coop, 3-year-old Marshall asked his parents if they could bring him over to see "Bom-bom's" (that is his name for me) DICKENS. Confused, his parent asked him to repeat the request. They finally figured out that he was talking about my chickens. Such a cute mispronunciation thus the name Emily DICKENson!!!!