Teenagers and Chickens – Stir and laugh for best results

It seems like every year I have a funny little story about Christmas time, this year is no exception.

As I have mentioned before, I have 2 boys.  They are good kids, just coming into their teenage years.  Most of the time they do like working together, however it does meet with some hilarious results.

My oldest, Z, is in FFA this year and is raising chickens.  He has 3 little bantam hens kept in a coop with 4 other small white chickens which belong to another student.  On weekends and holidays, it is Z’s job to check on them to make sure they have plenty of food and water or to see if they have laid any eggs.

Since I was busy cooking and getting ready to go to my parents yesterday morning, we did not check the birds until we got back later last night.  It was dark, misting a bit and cold, so to hurry up the process Z and J got out of the car to take care of the birds.

The FFA building is behind the high school, almost in the woods.  There’s pens for cattle, horses and pigs. Currently there are only a few pigs and the chickens there. The only lighting is at the front of the building and of course inside.  B maneuvered the car so the headlights would shine on the coop so the boys could see.  Zac ran inside and grabbed the key and came back outside to unlock the first padlock.  He handed J the feed trough and they shut the door so they could fill it up.

Before they came back out, I noticed a car driving up the lane. Sure enough, it was the town cop to see what we were doing.  Once the saw the boys carrying food for the birds, he turned around and drove off. But not before he distracted the boys enough for some hilarity.

Z opened the door back up and walked to the other door.  J put the feed into the stall, closed the door, and proceeded to lock up, just as Z turned back around.

I knew that look on my oldest son’s face.  If you have kids, it is that “ahhh shit,” look.  You know the one where they knew they had done something stupid.

Z started kicking the straw and grass around the coop.

B made a quiet comment. “He’s lost the key.”

We watched as both boys searched the grass, the ledge of the coop and tried to pry the door open enough they could feel around.  No key.

Ten minutes later, we head to the house to get flashlights and the portable drill.  Luckily, the coop hinges were put on the outside with screws.  If we couldn’t find the key in the grass, then there was only one place it could be-Inside the coop.

By this time the mist had changed over to an almost snow-like precipitation but we were all scrounging around looking for a glint of silver in the grass. No luck.

The portable drill made quick work of the screws holding the hinges down.  Just a few quick zoop zoop zoops and we could lift the door up just enough to see the key sitting on the ledge.

We put everything back together.  The boys finished taking care of the birds and we went home, teasing Z about our little adventure.

I think next time Z will be a bit more careful with the key, either that or we need to carry a full demolition kit with us at all times.


One response to “Teenagers and Chickens – Stir and laugh for best results

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