We've Applied for a Hobby Farm Permit!

So Myself and Freddie have applied to the Town Council of CBS for a permit to "operate a Hobby Farm." I actually just applied for a permit to retain my goat, Matilda and my seven hens.

The permit fee was obscenely expensive and ridiculous. $350 if you can imagine!

So, Saturday, the enforcement officers delivered the letters to my neighbors of my intentions. The "evil" neighbours, of course, came out on their front lawn waving around a suspicious looking letter/paper and looked directly at Fred whilst discussing it. Fred was busily attending to some minor work in the front yard when he noticed them. He looked at them like he would look at one of Rosie's weird white poop and then continued on with his work.

Then, yesterday, my friend Amanda saved me the ad that was placed in the "Shoreline" newspaper with my application to operate a Hobby Farm.
See the photo I have included.

So, I suppose I shall have to wait until August 13th or thereabouts to see if I will have to separate from my precious hens and my beloved Matilda.
The 13th may be an unlucky number for some but fortunately for me, I am not superstitious. So we shall see!

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olivia saurus rex

The Evil Force that Threatens the Peace of the Town of Conception Bay South

Alas, it appears the CBS town council is vehemently opposed to 

animals of mass destruction, oh, pardon me, "chickens." 

They are adamant that I remove 7 little hens from my property. 

Imagine...7 little birds are the cause of so much evil and turmoil 

within the town of CBS! 

My goodness how will any of my fellow residents survive the chicken Armageddon!!! 

Oh the horrors that Golden Road and subdivision are experiencing

 because of these evil, grotesque and violent birds!!! 

They have been ravaging the neighbours children, squawking, chasing them 

and pecking them almost to their deaths! 

I think one child almost had his entire leg eaten off. 

They cause nightmares and fear amongst the elderly! 

They fear for their walkers, canes and their lives! 

Many hearing aids have been completely destroyed 

because of the chickens fearsome and viciously loud cackles!

They are spreading widespread disease and contagion amongst the 25 000 residents! 

Their shit is so enormous, it has almost levelled the Ultramar gas station up the road, 

just-by-a-single-FART!! 

My God! One neighbour's car completely melted just from the fumes!!! 

Something must be done! Call in the Federal Department of Health! No, call in the military!! 

For God's Sakes hurry before they destroy us all!!!

The animals of mass destruction are an evil menace to the CBS public and town council! 

The chickens plan to infiltrate the council, 

write legislation against residential development, 

depose Woodrow French and perhaps allow a Wal-mart to be built in the community! 

We cannot allow such dastardly acts to be fulfilled!!  

We must all rally together and fight off these evil egg laying bastards!! 

They will be the ruination of Newfoundland, but more importantly the town of Conception Bay South, because Conception Bay South is the most classy place in the world to live you know. 

Only the elite live here and we must keep them all safe from evil chickens. 

This is so freaking ridiculous. 

Prison (Coop) Break!!!

On a very sunny day, back in the dog days of the summer of 2011, somehow the ladies escaped the coop.

They had apparently been out of the coop for several hours before I even noticed they were loose!

They didn't go very far...just around the backyard,

 in the woods behind the coop and, unfortunately,  into my vegetable garden. 

(You can see the makeshift fence I put up...

utterly useless against these rapid vegetable attackers!)

The vegetable garden was destroyed. There were mangled and dead seedlings everywhere. Their carcasses thrown carelessly every which way. The only survivors were the onions and garlic. Maybe that's why chickens don't have bad breath...not that I would know.  

Anyway, my harvest was less than bountiful :)

Soon they had a favorite hangout in the shrubby area behind the house.

But then they started to get brave and venture to new worlds...

Such as in my flower pots.

First they ate my lilies...

Then they ate my mother-in-law's wildflower seedlings...

They pooped in Fred's impeccably clean driveway (rolling my eyes right now).

And then they committed the unpardonable sin.

They started digging in the neighbor's flower garden.

Fred said "Keep the chickens in the coop, or you might lose them."

Sure enough, the evil next door neighbors...

(this is all I see when I visualize them)

 called the town council...

And now the chickens have to dodge the old Animal Catcher Man.

He hasn't caught them yet...

Not with the Ever-Elusive-Rosie keeping him busy!!!

Good luck catching her, Animal Catcher Man!

We have a secret warning call. Buck-AAAAAck.