Our local JV (neighborhood association) hosts classes, workshops, chess tournaments and other activities. They also have a small flock of chickens. On our daily walk to the park, Leia (the dog) and I stop to gaze through the fence at these very handsome birds, although I suspect our interests are not entirely aligned. There is a faded sign and a number to call for more information about getting started with your own urban chickens.
I do know, intellectually, that a chicken in the front yard must be classified under ‘Bad Ideas.’ But the price of eggs these days, man, the price of eggs…

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