My neighbors are probably a little frightened if they look up the hill in the morning. No one has ever accused me of being fashionable when I am on chicken duty. On  a recent, especially lazy morning, I couldn’t even bother changing out of my pajamas before donning my muck boots and heading out to give the ladies fresh water. Unfortunately for my legs, I was wearing a pair of monkey santa hat flannel pants, a gift from my friend Rebecca a few years back. They are wonderfully comfortable, and covered with these:

Unfortunately for my legs, the cute santa hats are the same color as tomatoes. Chickens LOVE tomatoes, so I had six hens attacking my legs, trying to extract tomato juice from my pajamas. 30 second later I escaped, but not before I had 6 painful welts (“chicken hickies”) all over my lower legs.

Moral: Do not wear monkey santa hat pants in the chicken coop.

I spent a full winter dealing with ice in the chicken water container coop. Twice a day, I would fetch the plastic water containers, bring them to the house and de-ice under hot water. I got tired of this, and then tried using a hammer to smash the ice out. The problem with that approach is that chickens need water, and if it’s too cold they won’t drink it. The next winter I finally spent cash on a heated dog bowl — it’s up there on my list of “the best $25 I’ve ever spent.” This is the model I use, available at Amazon.com: Farm Innovators 1-1/2-Gallon Round Heated Pet Bowl – Green Model P-60, 60-Watt

Now I change water once a day, and they have ice-free liquid all day. Definitely worth the $25.99!

The bill to make backyard chickens legal was voted down by the city council this evening. 15 voted for, 2 abstained, 20 voted against. The bill can be reintroduced in 6 months.

So, I may need to take someone up on the many kind offers to foster the girls. Alternatively, I can live a life of crime and keep my illegal flock. This is unfamiliar territory for me, law-abiding citizen that I am. Who polices the chickens? Will I be fined? Will I go to jail? And, how do you broach the subject?
(“So person so-and-so in authority, if I did theoretically decide to break the law and keep chickens, what would happen to me?”)

So, I am getting ready for the metro planning commission meeting when my friend pops her head into my room and says, “there’s a man at the door.” I screech “a maa-aaaan!” (What movie is that from? I think it’s yelled by an old hag but I can’t quite remember). Anyway,  there is Sky Arnold and his camera guy Steve. They wanted to shoot some video of the gals! For the record, I don’t normally wear patent leather shoes and a dress in the chicken coop, but I was getting ready for the meeting. You can see the story on Fox 17′s website.

Anyway, the big, wonderful news is: Metro Planning Commission Approves Plan to Drop Nashville’s Poultry Prohibition. The plan still needs approval from Metro Council, but I am feeling pretty confident that this will pass. I was shocked at how many other illegal chicken owners and their neighborhood supporters showed up last night. Kudos!

From Today's Tennessean

Jenny Upchurch from the Tennessean wrote an article titled: Urban chicken coops spark Nashville zoning conflict.

I am worried that our beautiful hens will have to go, but on the other hand, someone had to advocate for them!