Today's adventure was all about wrangling chickens. My friend is a Chicken Farmer. She raises chickens to sell to people in town that raise them for eggs. She only feeds them organic food and they are pretty much free range (meaning they are free to roam the large fenced in yard).

We got to put "tags" on their wee lil ankles so we knew who's chickens were who's (24 in total) The tags are just little bands, that are not tight (like tiny bracelets). We both would try and catch them and I got to put on the bling. Luckily we were in a smaller area so we didn't have to chase them very far. But, I have to say, they are quick little suckers!
Here's Britney trying to catch them, she was pretty good at it and most of the time she could catch two at a time. I was not as good at it and could barely catch one at a time. LOL
These are some of her own chickens, prancing around, showing off to the smaller tikes.
Our husbands spent the afternoon reinforcing the fence, so the chickens couldn't get out and to keep predators from getting in. And then there were the 8 that got through one of the spaces in the fence and started playing in the dry creek. Those we had to wrangle back into the large yard.

This picture (below) is one of my favorites. I call it "At the Water Fountain" :) I love how the ducks are waiting in line.
 


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