My dad used to own chickens too. The eggs we received from them were just so good. And like you, I used to like the way they'd scratch around in the garden and make that funny noise they make. It made things feel peaceful. My dad used to have a rooster that would chase me when I fed him. I hated that time alot... :(

We have had a number of chickens over the years, only ever tow at a time, and each one has had her own character. I really enjoy watching them potter about in the garden - and, of course, we get beautiful fresh eggs.

Awww Gabrielle, I'm so sorry to read about your chicken dying. That is very sad...:(

Unfortunately she recently simply sat down and died, we all miss her and Tallulah now follows the dog everywhere. We will get her a new companion chicken soon.