A blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

Our neighbors have chickens.  This is ironic because when the house was for sale, the realtor told the previous owners they would have to install a privacy fence because no one would buy a house next to chickens.

Little did that realtor know how tight knit the chicken community is. Anyway, their chickens come to visit sometimes.  We toss them back over the fence and all is well.

Except the one hen who kept returning.  We named her Mrs. Howell and she became part of our flock.

Recently she and Kaboodle, our Polish crested rooster, have become buddies.  They roost together on the top bar in the coop.  They are the last to come out every morning.  I think of them as the king and queen of the chicken yard.  They do make an interesting couple.