Okay, so if you know where I live, you pretty much already know that is considered Redneckville. Or at least that is what I like to call it. I mean heck, we live literally five minutes up the road from a town called Boger City and Lincolnton. The name Boger City pretty much gives it away. Anyhow, behind our house lives our neighbor who owns Chickens and Roosters and at one point, I believe they had goats. Maybe they still do, but I haven't seen or heard them in quite some time. Well apparently, these chickens really are FREE Range Chickens. They Should be called FREE ROAMING chickens, because they sure do LOVE to ROAM our yard. I mean, if I get woken up at 4-5 in the morning one more time by my dog literally barking his head off and scaring the ever loving piss out of me, I am going to SCREAM. You see, it wouldn't be so bad if our back door was all metal, but it's not. It's one of those glass doors, you know the kind where you can see everybody and everything outside and they too can see you. Not only must my dog, Gunnar, bark extremely loud, but he finds the need to pounce on the door as if in attack mode. I am seriously waiting for him to break the glass one day. I am thinking we need to invest in some blinds or curatains here soon. Bye-Bye Unemployment money, Momma's gotta go buy some blinds! LOL...
So, in having said all this, if you two are an owner of FREE ROAMING chickens, please make sure that you have a sturdy gate (with no holes), so your chickens don't get out and the neighborhood dogs don't think it's hunting season every day of the week!
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