tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20554645.post4829869946328322441..comments2024-02-27T00:16:46.412-08:00Comments on Daily Adventures: Giving ChicksGretchenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01132576974564001603noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20554645.post-82871877214357345532010-12-30T15:41:59.814-08:002010-12-30T15:41:59.814-08:00Steve - you mean for referencing yourself? Are you...Steve - you mean for referencing yourself? Are you 90's-era? Well, good thing I spent a couple extra bucks then.<br /><br />And as much as I actually want chickens, I really do not want a rooster. No early morning crowing please!!Gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01132576974564001603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20554645.post-18774840227110834592010-12-30T09:46:00.084-08:002010-12-30T09:46:00.084-08:00Hey... my commenting counts in the 1990's sexy...Hey... my commenting counts in the 1990's sexy nerd category...<br /><br />Many of my neighbors have started raising chickens (and we're pretty urban). There was a little worry about some cockfighting at first, but even the constant rooster crowing goes unremarked. I can now recognize a dozen different varieties (I like silkies and the Polish crowned).SteveQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16943650844671498074noreply@blogger.com