When I was little, the chickens were part of the family and had an important social role which was to exchange ... eggs, chickens, but also exchanged with other food and non solo.Erano beautiful chickens, were not in series as now are daughters of the incubator, then there was the mother hen with her warmth was hatched eggs and it was great to see those colored soft swab their way to exit, daprima with her head to look around and then curious as the shell gave way to more and more shots of the little beak and there they decided to come out ready to explore the mondo.Io gave them a name and grew as I tried to figure out who would become a chicken and a chicken and who was hoping that my favorites were all females because it would not be finished in the pan. The color of the chickens ranged from red to gray variegated (Trinity), the white was very rare, in fact, who claimed the privilege was answered with a saying: "ite de sa sese fizu Pudda white?" The chickens lived in
free sas carreras that when they began to lay eggs needed to observe them, why did the nest in the most impensati.Bisognava know many small signals from which it was clear that it was the moment one of the signals was prolonged CoCoCo muted. I remember in particular a chicken "sa Pudda lace" was an incredible smarts do not know how the heck did, but as I were careful not to discover me, she sniffed the air, was
long laps, most of the time could detecting, entered into a spot of mastic and its CoCoCo I was convinced that he would have made her nest ... but check back after a while there was no sign of neither she nor the egg ....
When he could not find the nest, I always leave an egg "on Nidal, otherwise change seats
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