My brother John's quality of life just keeps on climbing.
In December, he got bride.
Today, he got a chicken.
In fact, Five chickens.
Five gorgeous girls, his for a whole fortnight.
Steve Webb though my 'Chicken Sitter Available' classified.
My brothers garden is too shady to grow vegetables, but replicates almost exactly the South-east Asian forests that Jurassic chickens evolved in.
If you want to make anything healthy and happy, replicate its native environment. A few minutes after Steve came with his cardboard box full of chooks, this is how they looked:
This garden is chook heaven.
And here is a useful tip for increasing the amount of happiness in your life: just make the creatures around you happy, and borrow theirs.
Its such a joy to watch these fluffy girls sail around the garden, hearing happy 'brrrook' every time they strike yet another tasty treat in the leafy ground.
Half the rent is suddenly redeemed, now that the Twilight Zone of the massive garden is being shared with new friends.