I came home last night with six beautiful, freshly laid chicken eggs. They were from my new friends, Levon and Rosalita, two rescued chickens who live in a wonderful yard in Brooklyn, New York. Yes, Brooklyn, New York. I was visiting their human parents, who had set up a nice area for them. They have a lovely coop to roost in after dark, and and a fun yard to roam around and forage in. They get chicken feed and also wonderful left-overs from their parents.  I listened to them making their little murmury sounds while they slept. Being a city person, I’m not sure I’ve ever had eggs straight from a chicken.  As I cooked the eggs, I felt thankful to Levon and Rosalita. I marveled at their little set-up in a city back yard.

Kes was urging Livvie to let go of her grudge against chickens, and Livvie was asking for a taste of egg, (or chicken). Livvie will forever be a soul whose entire life was changed by chickens. To find out why, look under the category “Livvie Lets Loose”. It was a few weeks ago that she decided to talk about puppies and change. You will see why chickens figure so heavily into her life.