A Guest Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara
I recently spent a week in South Texas with Go Mission leaving my beloved chickens in the capable hands of vet-in-training Rachel.
The first morning of the trip I was walking the fence line of the property where we were working and surprise–I ran across…chickens!
I guess my Chicken Wrangler reputation has spread further than I knew.
There were two pens, one with a hen and rooster and one with a hen and chicks.
I will say they were not as pretty as our chickens, but then I’m sure they never got the royal treatment we give our hens.
Each day after that, I made sure to check on the chickens – just like at home. The only thing was I could not feed them but I could talk to them.
Later in the week, I was walking through a neighborhood with a group of youth inviting children to our Bible Club. One man had chickens roaming around his yard.
I talked to him about them (in Spanish), but was unable to come up with a translation for “chicken wrangler.” I didn’t get pictures of these birds as they spent most of their time under the brush out of the sun.
Getting away from the day-to-day chores of life is refreshing, and I loved working with Habitat and Bible clubs.
But, I must say, I was very glad to be able to get my “chicken fix” while far from our birds. It kept me from missing my chickens so much.