In case you don't know our chickens and I are great friends. Betty, Doris, Iris, Myrtle and Ivy live in our front yard in a house Matt made out of his old bed, two recycled doors from an old school and some corrugated iron offcuts from one of the houses that was built in the village. Some in the village refer to it as the chook hilton or the Taj Mahal of chicken houses.
Our chickens are very spoilt they get at least three meals a day from me and our neighbour thinks they get lonely while we are at work during the day so visits them with an afternoon tea of specially made porridge so they don't feel neglected!!! They LOVE their porridge. They are going to be most upset when our neighbour leaves for the UK for a month in a week. No porridge....
Anyway the point of my story is that I found out today that they also LOVE strawberry yoghurt. Someone told me that chickens love fermented fruit and veg that has been left in yoghurt under a cloth for a few days -yuk. I did try that once but our princesses turned their beaks up at that but I had some yoghurt that I didn't eat for lunch and couldn't put back in the fridge. I tried and the result was 5 chickens covered from comb to toes in yoghurt and me looking much the same as a result of the chaos that ensued when I tried to put the yoghurt in their container.... I guess we won't have any wasted yoghurt in house any more!
