After about six months the chickens started laying eggs, small ones at first of course, eventually they were huge! They were always good entertainment for Halle and I. I was very ignorant when it came to having chickens. I assumed that we (meaning Jason) would kill and then cook them in the fall. What really happens is that you keep them for years until they die naturally. I had zero desire to tramp out to the chicken coop in the middle of the winter to feed them, keep them warm, and collect their eggs. Luckily our nice neighbors adopted them for us.
I almost forgot to mention, one night Jason came home to a lot of squawking. He went into the coop to find only three of the four chickens frantically running about. The fourth chicken may she rest in peace was scattered all over the coop and a large skunk was still sitting in the corner finishing the last of his dinner. Sad day.

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