Micro Entrepreneurism, Simple Living & Art
Just one of the funny things that happens at the Hawk-Mo on a regular basis. Its a place where we inspire, we create, we try to spend our time doing things we enjoy, and enjoy the time we spending doing things. Which means that some pretty out of the ordinary things happen here.
We have a dog that likes to nurse the baby chickens. A cat who doesn’t try to kill the baby chickens. And poo is a regular part of our daily conversation. People poo, chicken poo, dogs eating poo.
Yesterday we got excited about finding a traffic cone in the parking lot of Tractor Supply because a couple that came to look at Alice (there’s a story about Alice), that happen to be chicken farmers among other things, gave us the run down on chicken killing while they were here, and said we should find an old traffic cone to stuff it in so we could slit its neck.
Today we got excited that we got a big box from the UPS delivery man with a fabric delivery we weren’t sure we were getting, because that box became our bigger chicken brooder. Did I mention our baby chicks live inside? Next to the fire? And Hank host’s daily classes in roosting, while mom gives them lessons in how not to be so chicken (pun intended). Which is how it got to be bring your chick to work day.