I have a very "Hillbilly" family and I love it. I guess you could say they are unique when my sister has many pet chickens. They have a small rooster that rides in the car with them, sets on their hand, and visits her at work.
Ivy loves her chickens so, that she will not eat chicken. We tease her about her love of chickens. Their names are Dixie and Pixie. I will try to get a picture posted later.
My son would love to be a "redneck" like my mountain family. If they know who you are kin to, they will help you anyway they can. They really believe with actions, that you take care of your neighbor.
It seems to be a fading way of life. Maybe we should all try more, to be hospitable to our neighbors.
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I have always wanted chickens :)
I come from a family that is a lot like this. I can't use the word hillbilly to describe us because we grew up just outside of the foothills. I did have a country style raising that resembles this though. I hope that you had a good time visiting your family. It sounds like you did.
I have 2 local chickens too....They are still small ...
I couldn´t live without eating chicken.... sorry ;)
I love this story! I'm a redneck wannabe!
We sure could be nicer, although my daughter just had an accident, she was amazed at the number of strangers that stopped to check on her. I want a couple of chickens, but my wife said she didn't want it crowing early in the morning. She grew up in the city, didn't have the heart to tell her!
Andy
lol, i've read about hillbillys and rednecks and they seem to be happy bunch. correct me if i'm wrong but i associate "the dukes of hazzard" with the term.
Yes the dukes of hazard, was a very Hollywood version. Not very country, not much underbrush beneath the trees. Things like that are Hollywood, not quite real.
Oh, that made me remember my childhood days! My Dad would raise chickens on our backyard. We even had pigs and ducks. :) It was fun! We loved getting the eggs even though the mother hens didn't like it. :)
Take care :)
Hi Kim,
I had 2 pet chickens in Trinidad Brenda and Leah.
They were not to be eaten but one Sunday suddenly heard during lunch that we were eatig Brenda which really upset me.
Hope it is a good day for you today.
Love,
Herrad
Your sister doesn't eat chicken? She reminds me of my late Father. We had free ranged chicken back home we raised. I was the butcher in the family, being the eldest and kitchen has been always my domain. Each time I asked permission from my Father if we could have chicken for dinner, he would always answer back, "No, it's pitiful to kill a chicken."
Night time came, guess what? "Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar" because while the family laid asleep in bed, we heard the chicken crooking....Someone out there crept to climb the trees to grab the chicken...we longed to fill our tummy. The robber did not pity the chicken. hahaha... Such a hilly billy life.
Yeah, stuff could be worse.
Thanks for the visit. You make me smile. Are you keeping okay?
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