“Queen” Reigns Over Chicken Biosecurity
November 4, 2011A poultry veterinarian dresses the part of “Biosecurity Queen” as she takes poultry-disease education on the road.
A poultry veterinarian dresses the part of “Biosecurity Queen” as she takes poultry-disease education on the road.
Photo by Audrey Pavia Shiva, the little Sebright who got me started in chickens. I was looking at my flock of bantams the other day and suddenly remembered how I came to own chickens. It was all thanks to a Sebright hen by the name of Shiva. Ever since I was a kid, I had […]
On my quest to find a great story for Chickens magazine, I found some great flocks.
Last week, I told you some of the weird things Uzzi and I learned about eggs. We also learned some things that aren’t so crazy.
Photo by Audrey Pavia Mr. Molly and Bobbi Jo sneak off for some alone time. There’s one thing I like more than the eggs I get from my chickens — watching the daily drama of their lives. My flock puts Telemundo’s novelas to shame. The most interesting plot line among my birds concerns one of […]
Whether they’re in the classroom, on a farm or in your own backyard, chickens are ready to teach your kids about a lot more than the three Rs.
When I’m surrounded by horses, chickens, rabbits and the most charming Corgi in the world, it’s easy to take my cats for granted.
Photo by Audrey Pavia My friend, Stephanie, and my rooster, Mr. Mabel, have a stormy relationship. Early last week, I got an email from my old friend, Stephanie, who lives in Pittsburgh. Her planned trip to Russia fell through, and she asked if she could come stay with me this week. I was thrilled—I hadn’t […]
Courtesy Hemera/Thinkstock In attempts to grow foods locally, some urban farmers have violated local laws. While aphids are raiding gardens for a taste of the tomatoes, city officials are conducting raids of their own, handing out fines to urban farmers for breaking the law. Yep, growing tomatoes—or any food crops—is illegal in some municipalities. Certain […]
I remember the first time I saw her. She was a little gray ball of fuzz, no bigger than a mouse.