I've set up a breeding trio of Silver Laced Wyandottes.
I find myself constantly planning and moving and organising my animals. I thought I'd have a perfect system after a while. But we've lived out here on the land for more than a year now and it's still in a state of flux.
But I think it's always going to be like that.
Animals grow.They eat all the grass in a pen or run or paddock.
You want them to have babies.
Or you don't want them to have babies.
They start to crow.
Or they start to lay eggs.
A breeding group of Light Sussex.
Every now and then I eat some, I sell some or (heaven forbid and don't tell my husband!) I buy some.
Time for a bigger cage. Nine babies and Mummy Bunny just don't fit in the nest box anymore.
I am becoming more observant, more flexible and creative in using my animals in different ways.
These chooks are penned in an area I want to be a garden. Why should I dig up all the kikuyu grass when they'll do it for me? (And they'll enjoy the process a whole heap more!)
One day maybe I will have the perfect set of systems. I hope not - that might get boring.
