Day 10: Self Portrait

Talk about self-conscious. Taking a “self-protrait” is a little challenging. It brings out the inner critic in a major way.

Let’s Talk Chickens

I have a pretty good memory of my childhood growing up in Laie, but what I don’t remember are the chickens. They’re everywhere. I mean, ev-‘ry-where.


What cracks me up though, is that they are even at the shopping center. That’s my favorite place to see them. They must know that in a small town like this, that’s the place to be.

How did we get so many chickens? I’ve heard different theories, mainly having to do with a great escape from the local Cackle Fresh Egg Farm. At one point, there were so many in Laie, the local Boy Scout troop had a round-up back in 2000. The bounty was $1 a chicken.

When we first moved here, it took my kids some getting used to, the early morning crowing. Definitely not something the HOA in our AZ suburb would have approved of. We would have for sure been sent a violation letter for that, and for the weeds in our yard.

After living here for about a month, one of my coconuts came home from playing with a friend. I asked her what she did, and she nonchalantly replied that she and her friend were washing chickens. That was a “huh” moment. Of course I had to ask, “How do you wash a chicken?” She replied, “With a hose.” Of course, silly me. Why didn’t I think of that?

So if you come to Laie, and decide to get ice-cream at Angel’s (which I highly recommend), don’t be surprised to see chickens. Chickens walking around.

Chickens checking out your car.

Or even, chickens crossing the road.

Because, they want to come hang out with you.