Gertrude, my dad’s favorite hen, was my first drinking buddy. She would fly the coop every morning and go with my dad to get their feed, then get into the feed bucket and eat as he walked with it. She came into the house a few times. And she REALLY liked beer!
How cute. I can’t wait to get chickens! Somehow this property seems more set up for them. We have a structure not too far from the house that could be converted to a chicken coop. Even though we had more acreage on the other one. But we wanted the chickens close by. Both to be able to discourage Predators but to also watch them. Some Neighbors at the cabin had chickens and they had a chicken viewing area set up. We would go over there and sit at their chicken viewing table and watch them while chatting. I was surprised how entertaining they are. Gertrude sounds adorable. Did she ever overindulge?
Those darn chickens can be so funny. Audrey has one that likes to go into her backpack and just hang around on her back for hours. So funny to see a little kid walking around outside with her little backpack, all zipped up except for a couple of inches where the chicken’s head is sticking out.
We’ll have to see this summer if they like beer! Lol that would be funny. I don’t know that Matt would waste his beer to find out lol.