by Meredith Chilson
I’ve been around chickens, in one form or another, for most of my life.When I was small, I lived on a dairy farm in Western New York, and my mother raised White Leghorns.Lots of them.On the coldest day in February, hundreds of baby chicks would arrive to live under their new brooder homes in one of three chicken coops.As soon as the school bus dropped me off, I was on my way to check each coop.Those balls of fluff needed to be held and cuddled!The smell of heated shavings and baby chickens on a cold winter’s afternoon…ahhh!I was hooked!
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