This Underground Life
Name: Toronto Chicken
Location: Toronto, Canada
Favourite Quote: “We’ll either die free chickens or we die trying.”
Free Labour – the girls are aerating and de-weeding a tired piece of grass in preparation for over-seeding. When they are done in a day or two, the area will be weed-free, bug-free and fertilized. No need for a gas-powered lawn mower, no need for a polluting noisy leaf blower, no need for petroleum-based fertilizers, no need for pesticides. This portable pen could be moved about as needed to prepare the land for plantings. The hens are happy to help and a by-product of eating the grass is high Omega 3 eggs, naturally.
The secondary use for this pen is for emergency evacuation purposes. It folds flat and could be safely repositioned to a chicken-friendly city.
Living with chickens below the radar could be stressful at times. Sadly, despite the fact that I would like to share with you my identity, I have to be chicken about it and thus the name Toronto Chicken.
Notwithstanding the fact that the girls are very quiet and very clean, one must be aware at all times that legal matters may take a turn for the worse. Always mindful of such a possibility, contingency plans must be put into place. Therefore, a number of safe houses have been set up. For example, friends in neighbouring Brampton, where one could live openly and in harmony with one’s chooks, are at the ready to receive the hens at a moment’s notice. I look forward to the day when we too could be similarly liberated.
Disclaimer: I take full responsibility for this outlawish behaviour. No members of this household have been complicit in this illegal activity. They did, however, eat omelettes with sautéed mushrooms and caramelized organic sweet vidalia onions for breakfast on many occasions.