Threatening them with pastry and / or a bottle of red wine should do the trick
You'd be hard pressed to notice any real difference between free range or those kept in a hen house/shed. The same with the eggs.
Battery hens are another matter.
And cocks are dry meat, compared to a hen.
I was thinking of it more as suitable motivation i.e. if you don't lay, you'll end up as coq-au-vin pie
Child's play!All this chicken stuff! Has anyone ever seen a chicken on a bicycle?
I'd say very few get to see their teenage years.
It thought everyone were out to get it, then your mate got in there first?My smallholding friend in Wales did that with his psychotic Cockrell after it attacked him at head height one time too many. Apparently it tasted surprisingly good.
Check between the pages of books.Overcast and a cold wind. The sky looking west is a bit ominous and black which does not bode well.
I think I will continue the clearing out of stuff I will never use again but some things I find it difficult to part with as they hold many memories.
There are loads of books which I will never read and they should really go probably to landfill. The charity shops generally have more than they can cope with already.
Some books have a cash value but not very many that I have and unless I mark them my family will not recognise them as valuable and even then will probably junk them.
It thought everyone were out to get it, then your mate got in there first?
Maybe it had tried to make a bid for freedom on the tractor and found it wouldn't help.Quite possibly. It was known on the smallholding as "Boris the B*st*rd" due to its constant attempts to ravage or kill everything that moved, up to and including, sheep, a Shetland pony, my smallholding friend, and on one occasion, a tractor.