A couple of my neighbors have chickens here in suburbia, and there’s at least one rooster around. I don’t complain because I’m old and up at dawn anyway.
Much better than my neighbor’s dog that barked at me viciously whenever I went in my backyard. Call me whatever you want, but I’m glad that dog finally died.
Chickens. Fine. In my experience most people with chickens also have a rooster. If you own a rooster and live in close proximity to anyone, you’re an asshole.
As someone with a chicken, rooster, guinea fowl, and a turkey. The rooster is necessary for hawk and eagle related reasons, turkey sure as shit isn’t gonna do anything and the guinea are bitches.
Same can be said for anyone with a outside dog.
yes, and? Your desire to have a big hecking floofy pupper who is just soooo happy and needs to share with everyone at 5 in the morning does not override my reasonable expectation of being able to sleep during quiet hours.
My back yard is overgrown really bad right now and the neighbor with the dogs has been doing his passive aggressive best to get me to act. I think I may find some goats.
I mean it you got an overgrown backyard it sounds like you’re kind of the asshole
Nope. I like it. I’m on the very edge of the town and it isn’t as bad as thh guy beside me in the county.
Why? Unless it’s growing into the neighbour’s yard it shouldn’t matter, and if it is growing in the neighbour can clip it back. Let the “weeds” bloom and nourish butterflies and bees. Let the thickets go and house a rabbit. Let the trees get scraggly and house more diverse birds.
Why should the people trying to mimic English royalty by perpetuating laws established as hidden racism get to say what a yard looks like?
There are many weeds that are not native and shouldn’t be allowed to florish. Many should be cut back and exterminated. By allowing them to grow they are creating not only a fire hazard but a propagation plant for weeds to every yard around them.
Everyone complains about my rooster, but no one complains about our neighbor that goes out into his back yard and just screams “Hayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy” at 3 am every night.
He is just keeping the property values low for the affordability crisis.
My neighbor does the same. Just puts a few rounds into the ground in case anyone was thinking about gentrifying the place.
that’s just Bert. He’s cool
I love the city chickens. Bok bok!
Reminds me of the time I forgot to remove a pocket knife from my keys before going through airport security…
Staff member holds it up, I notice it and am like “oh no, that’s not allowed, right? oh well, then throw it away, I forgot about it…” - staff proceeds to measure the blade length and tell me “no, it’s ok, that’s allowed” and hands it back to me. I still have that pocket knife now, but don’t intend to try that again.
I have this thing called a utili-key, which is a 6-in-1 multitool that folds up into the shape of a key. I’ve flown with it numerous times, TSA never even had a clue it was on my keyring. I went to one fucking Philadelphia 76ers game and they confiscated it. Perfectly encapsulates TSA.
Was this before or after 2001?
in 2024
wild. I had a tiny multi-tool with a less than 1-in blade confiscated. The tool was so small that I had forgotten about it inside my notepad
I looked it up today and it seems that at a lot of airports in Europe (where this happened), the limit is 6 cm. My pocket knife is slightly below that.
best part is that somehow my boss went through the same security screenings as me but he had a 3-4in folding knife in his pocket that somehow wasn’t confiscated until the return journey
I’m not 100% sure it was in his pocket on the way there, but he claims it was. in any case, it wasn’t in checked baggage.
The TSA has like a 30% track record of noticing my wife forgot to take the pepper spray off her keys
I had an Indian friend who flew from Florida home to Bombay, via Heathrow and New Delhi. As he was waiting there for his luggage he glanced down at his shirt pocket and noticed part of a joint sticking out.
I’ve snuck knives through security multiple times, and it has always been an accident. I’ll usually get through security and then as I’m putting everything back in my pockets, I realize that there is a keychain knife on my keys, or that I forgot about a folding blade in my wallet.
I work in an industry where I sometimes have to cut a lot of rope. And I don’t want to waste time tracking down a knife every time I need one. So I’m in the habit of always keeping a knife (honestly, multiple knives) somewhere on my person. Even if I left my regular knife, and my multitool, and my keys (with my keychain knife) at my desk, I still probably have a knife somewhere weird like in my wallet. But that means I also have a bunch of random blades that I tend to forget about until I actively need them.
Technically it’s the law a lot of places, surprisingly one of the only places I’ve actually seen it applied as written was at the State Capital, specially listed knives under 3.5" as allowed
The downside of living in the city with chickens is the smell and noise, but the chickens will just have to get used to it. ~ paraphrasing Sir Terry Pratchett.
Best Pratchett to ever preach it.
The neighbour’s name? Leonardo Bonacci
Thats a fuck ton of chickens.
How much does a fuck ton actually weight? Is it more or less than a regular ton? Or is it a ton of fucks? How does one even gather a ton of fucks? Are fucks stackable like in a pallet? Do all fucks weigh the same?
So many questions.
That’s like 100# of chicken they definitely don’t weigh that much
As someone with over 50, and hatching more this week, no it isn’t.
Well, it isn’t when you have 14 acres… But man they’re so fun to just sit and watch.
(Me living in a 900 sqft rental with three kids… ) hmmm I can raise chickens.
Raise the kids first…
Bah let the chickens raise the kids
Don’t let your dreams be dreams. I believe in you.
It’s fun until you wind up with a rooster that has made it his life’s mission attacking you. Those spurs fucking hurt.
I generally get along with all our roos but we had a former rooster who would fight my partner every day. They would have to go outside with a stick in order to just let the dogs out.
That roo found the cone real quick.
Sounds delicious.
Life pro tip: save this gif. It’s great to use in situations like “good morning” or “can chicken legally carry coffee?”
This needs to be posted as a top level comment.
Then you have to ask what other animals are allowed? I could do with borrowing a goat to mow the grass in my garden and clear up the weeds around my allotment.
There’s a guy in my town who keeps a herd of goats and rents them out for brush clearance. I assume his neighbors hate it but there seems to be nothing they can do about it. I’ve been meaning to ask him if he sells goat meat.
Or a cute sheep :D
Sorry. City ordinance only allows ugly sheep.
Which reminds me, your mom says hi /s
Found the Scot.
Hey, McLeod, get offa my ewe!
Pretty sure goats are more useful for eating weeds compared to sheep who are too fussy to eat things like brambles.
I just watched a video of exactly this. The goat guy brings in a few sheep because they eat the grass that goats don’t care for.
True, would depend on what you need eating
Next step is to buy 25 roosters and thick bedroom windows.
My town allows chickens but doesn’t allow roosters in city limits, and I assume most towns are that way so I would be cautious there
Extra points for guinea fowl. (They are EXTRA loud)
We had turkeys for a bit, and one of them we named Thanksgiving because holy fuck it would NEVER SHUT THE FUCK UP! It would just scream into the void all day.
How many Novembers did it survive?
November?
I suppose I misinterpreted, but I thought it was a joke that the turkey was going to be the first to become dinner on Thanksgiving/Novemeber
That’s why I was confused. Thanksgiving is in October.
I think I see what happened. I’m from the U.S. and it’s always celebrated in Novemeber here. I’m guessing you’re from Canada/the UK.
Did the void ever scream back?
No, but I think the Fox that got him did.
Exactly.
Nothing is stopping me from calling my neighbours & telling them that I think their goat is in my garden.
No matter how many times they tell me they don’t have a goat, there’s no proof that I can’t assume whatever goat that’s in my garden isn’t theirs regardless of status or reality of said goat or garden.
L about to have 25 roosters.
My city doesn’t allow roosters =(
That being said, I hear one every morning and won’t tell because:
- Momma ain’t raised no snitch
- I like chickens =)
Interesting, so there’s no way to like produce Chicken continually legally.
everyone i know with chickens in town isn’t hatching anyway. you need more space and a LOT more effort.
anyway their lifespan is long enough that you can use your egg-savings to buy new birds and still end up spending less money than if you’d just been buying eggs the whole time.
Makes sense. I live in a very different environment. People walk their cows around and usually let their goats and chickens roam around free during the day and they come home before night. There’s no freedom of speech really but there’s a lot of freedom that doesn’t exist in more developed places. Like today I can buy a plot and set up a completely off grid house with a whole farm without any permits whatsoever for anything.
i don’t mind the chicken setup specifically because it means farmers around here get to raise extra birds and sell em directly to city folk for a way higher profit than they’d get otherwise. to be fully transparent tho, my town allows something like 5 hens and 1 rooster per household, so we COULD hatch. reckon people just don’t want the hassle haha
