Our normal chicken feed was cracked 'feed' field corn or small kernel Maize.

Oh, I know about that. So much that in fact I don't like the american sweet corn variety and much prefer ordinary maize in my plate. In fact, you can't make a decent tortilla unless it's made from said maize, and not the more refined variety. As a side note, maize has a tendency to grow a blueish-black fungus on it called huitlacoche (you guys call it corn smut). Down here it's a delicacy and it's used as a filling in empanadas. It has an awful look, but it's quite delicious.

 

??? We usually grabbed a cob out of the corn crib, shucked it and dropped it into the hand-cranked sheller to get the kernels off the cob. Paying for cracked corn was expensive. Giving chickens scratch feed is like throwing candy off a parade float to children. They love it!

 

??? We usually grabbed a cob out of the corn crib, shucked it and dropped it into the hand-cranked sheller to get the kernels off the cob. Paying for cracked corn was expensive. Giving chickens scratch feed is like throwing candy off a parade float to children. They love it!

We had an old Sears or Fulton corn sheller for small amounts. We had maybe 50 acres of feed corn some years when I was a kid on the farm so we took the crop to the local processor for our cracked corn.

 

I was sitting on a lawn chair in the yard throwing scratch to the chickens and one jumped up on my knee and cocked her head at me. Little did I know that what was going through its pea-brain was "Ooooo... Shiny....". And being true to its nature of investigating things by pecking at it, it pecked me in the eye. That HURT!!! So I can't see out of the eye and the wife takes me to the immediate care center to have it looked at. I get in the back and the nurse asks me why I am there. I tell her "I got pecked in the eye by a chicken". She takes a long pause then says "OK... Now, do you want to tell me what really happened?" The Doctor examines it and again I have to tell him how it happened (much to his amusement) and tells me I need to go see an Ophthalmologist and puts a patch over my eye and gives me some antibiotics. I go the best Ophthalmologist around who is an Indian Lady and she looks at it and wants to know how it happened. Again, I tell that I was pecked in the eye by a chicken. She looks at me quizzically and says how could that happen, you can't see without your glasses? So I explained that the nose pads on my glasses had irritated the bridge of my nose so I had left them off when I went out to feed the chickens. She laughed so hard she could barely stand up and then says "Its Karma, you must have been a bad boy!" It tooks months to heal and scared the crap out me.

 

I was sitting on a lawn chair in the yard throwing scratch to the chickens and one jumped up on my knee and cocked her head at me. Little did I know that what was going through its pea-brain was "Ooooo... Shiny....". And being true to its nature of investigating things by pecking at it, it pecked me in the eye. That HURT!!! So I can't see out of the eye and the wife takes me to the immediate care center to have it looked at. I get in the back and the nurse asks me why I am there. I tell her "I got pecked in the eye by a chicken". She takes a long pause then says "OK... Now, do you want to tell me what really happened?" The Doctor examines it and again I have to tell him how it happened (much to his amusement) and tells me I need to go see an Ophthalmologist and puts a patch over my eye and gives me some antibiotics. I go the best Ophthalmologist around who is an Indian Lady and she looks at it and wants to know how it happened. Again, I tell that I was pecked in the eye by a chicken. She looks at me quizzically and says how could that happen, you can't see without your glasses? So I explained that the nose pads on my glasses had irritated the bridge of my nose so I had left them off when I went out to feed the chickens. She laughed so hard she could barely stand up and then says "Its Karma, you must have been a bad boy!" It tooks months to heal and scared the crap out me.

I'd very much like to know what happened to the chicken... specifically what recipe you used... roasted, fried or casserole?

 

It didn't have a name but it was a pet. That didn't stop the critter that snuck into the henhouse at night from eating it though.

 

It didn't have a name but it was a pet. That didn't stop the critter that snuck into the henhouse at night from eating it though.

Most of our free-range chickens roosted in trees at night to stay away from critters. The only birds the pen was the ones we were fattening up for Sunday dinner.

Yes, (some) chickens can fly.

https://www.thehappychickencoop.com/can-chickens-fly/

 

Went into a guys backyard and he pointed up at a chicken about 30-40' up in a pine tree on a limb and said "Watch out for him". I didn't think too much about it then a few moments later I see a streak of white out of the corner of my eye. The rooster had launched and flew down spurs first onto the guys back. The guy picks up a scrap piece of 2x4 and hit him for a home run. I figured the chicken was dead. It was lying in a heap on the ground with feathers all around from being smacked with the 2x4. The guy says "Nah, he's OK." Sure enough about 10 minutes later the rooster woke up and got up and flew back up to his perch. Apparently the guy and the rooster were having a regular running battle of who ruled the roost in the backyard.

 

Went into a guys backyard and he pointed up at a chicken about 30-40' up in a pine tree on a limb and said "Watch out for him". I didn't think too much about it then a few moments later I see a streak of white out of the corner of my eye. The rooster had launched and flew down spurs first onto the guys back. The guy picks up a scrap piece of 2x4 and hit him for a home run. I figured the chicken was dead. It was lying in a heap on the ground with feathers all around from being smacked with the 2x4. The guy says "Nah, he's OK." Sure enough about 10 minutes later the rooster woke up and got up and flew back up to his perch. Apparently the guy and the rooster were having a regular running battle of who ruled the roost in the backyard.

That is a great story, sounds like an old cartoon.

 

Went into a guys backyard and he pointed up at a chicken about 30-40' up in a pine tree on a limb and said "Watch out for him". I didn't think too much about it then a few moments later I see a streak of white out of the corner of my eye. The rooster had launched and flew down spurs first onto the guys back. The guy picks up a scrap piece of 2x4 and hit him for a home run. I figured the chicken was dead. It was lying in a heap on the ground with feathers all around from being smacked with the 2x4. The guy says "Nah, he's OK." Sure enough about 10 minutes later the rooster woke up and got up and flew back up to his perch. Apparently the guy and the rooster were having a regular running battle of who ruled the roost in the backyard.

Sort of like the Clouseau-Cato relationship:

 

That rooster was full-tilt attacking him and when he smacked it he was swinging for left field, it flew 20' or so in a ball. Don't know why every bone in his body wasn't broken. I had him figured for dead chicken.

 

That rooster was full-tilt attacking him and when he smacked it he was swinging for left field, it flew 20' or so in a ball. Don't know why every bone in his body wasn't broken. I had him figured for dead chicken.

Chicken style Kung Fu has no weaknesses.

 

That is a great story, sounds like an old cartoon.

Woah! Such violence and aggression. And weapons! Wouldn't want kids watching that!

Imagine what would've happened to us if we consumed such violence as children.

Oh, wait....

 

Next town down the road from mine. Dopes buying Dope.

A fight took place in a Wood Village dispensary after a customer tried to return his pot, according to employees.

 

Next town down the road from mine. Dopes buying Dope.

This is your brain on drugs...

BTW, I dig the toothless chick...

 

This is your brain on drugs...

BTW, I dig the toothless chick...

Careful, she might be long lost kinfolk.

https://www.roadsnacks.net/these-are-the-10-most-redneck-cities-in-oregon/

Population: 3,901
High school graduation rate: 71%
Walmart rank: 5th
Trailer parks per capita: 1st

Whoo-whee, Wood Village! You have the official bragging rights as being named the most redneck city in the entire state of Oregon. You may now brag to your friends and share this endlessly on your Facebook walls.

Poor Fairview is 49 on the list.

 

Careful, she might be long lost kinfolk.

https://www.roadsnacks.net/these-are-the-10-most-redneck-cities-in-oregon/


Poor Fairview is 49 on the list.

So now I know where to go dragging my $5 bills in Oregon. Thanks!

 

Ro-Ro Won't Ro... https://thebrunswicknews.com/news/l...0lbpu4Dw9YpDpIl5IRiaY448J6EdCXbVPQBorkO4DBENw

 

Granny is back at it.
https://www.sfgate.com/news/article/The-woman-who-smuggled-herself-6342569.php?cmpid=email-tablet

https://www.nbcchicago.com/news/local/serial-stowaway-marilyn-hartman-in-court-507351081.html
A condition of her probation requires that Hartman stay away from all airports, unless she has a plane ticket

Looks like granny is headed to the pokey. Sure.

 

She was cleaning her finger when it accidentally went off...