In 4th grade our class hatched chickens. Our teacher said "Who lives in the country and has parents who wouldn't mind some chickens?" Only one girl raised her hand. I knew this would not do; she couldn't take all the birds. Homeless chickens? I didn't want to imagine the plight of homeless chickens. So naturally I volunteered to take the other half. Sure, teach. Parents say it's fine (err...they probably will when I tell them).
"Mom and dad, I'm bringing home half the class chickens."
"Oh?"
"Yeh."
"Damnit."
So we had to build a coop. The following few springs I hatched more eggs I bought from the fur & feather swap, in my bedroom, turning them manually. Incubators are fun for kids. Americaunas or mutt Easter Eggers are fun for kids, too. I always tried a myriad of breeds, just for kicks. Rhode Island Reds and Buff (or other) Orpingtons are always a solid choice. Orpingtons can get huge, and they're tough and solid producers. They don't fly worth a damn (too fat) so they'd be a good urban bird.
All these years later, and my parents - who never had the slightest interest in chickens until my surprise adoption - are on their 3rd chicken coop and who the hell knows how many chickens they've had. I could never find the motivation to build my own coop when I moved out, because I can drive 5 miles and raid their egg supply. Chickens make me laugh, tho. That will eventually motivate me to get a coop going.
Not only do you not need a rooster, you don't want a rooster. Especially at 46th and Yale.
"Mom and dad, I'm bringing home half the class chickens."
"Oh?"
"Yeh."
"Damnit."
So we had to build a coop. The following few springs I hatched more eggs I bought from the fur & feather swap, in my bedroom, turning them manually. Incubators are fun for kids. Americaunas or mutt Easter Eggers are fun for kids, too. I always tried a myriad of breeds, just for kicks. Rhode Island Reds and Buff (or other) Orpingtons are always a solid choice. Orpingtons can get huge, and they're tough and solid producers. They don't fly worth a damn (too fat) so they'd be a good urban bird.
All these years later, and my parents - who never had the slightest interest in chickens until my surprise adoption - are on their 3rd chicken coop and who the hell knows how many chickens they've had. I could never find the motivation to build my own coop when I moved out, because I can drive 5 miles and raid their egg supply. Chickens make me laugh, tho. That will eventually motivate me to get a coop going.
Remember...you need a rooster for those laying hens....but after a while that rooster will crow and the neighbors will complain!!!
Not only do you not need a rooster, you don't want a rooster. Especially at 46th and Yale.