My husband says we live in a chicken coop

And to a degree, he has a point.  I will readily admit that I love all things chicken.  Who doesn't?

Over the years, what started out as a chicken or two has grown into, well, okay, we live in a chicken coop.  I tried to confine it to the kitchen but it's slowly spilling out into the dining and living room.

And it's obviously taken over the yard.

But today, a quick tour of our indoor chicken coop.

BEAUTIFUL 1950's glass chicken I found on our front porch one evening.
Took me months to figure out that my very sweet neighbor found that and felt he should come live with us.

This guy was one of the first hens to the party.

Found this fabric and just had to have it.  It's a rooster motif inside chicken wire.
I mean, who could walk away from that.  So I had a cover made for my mixer out of this fabric.

Love this little guy.  I don't remember where I found him but I knew he'd fit right in.

Started to run out of space on the counter so I had to go vertical.

This is actually a note card but loved it so much, I framed it and hung it in the kitchen.

These two little guys are my most special possessions.  I made them in ceramic class many years ago.

This is my alpha hen.  She rules the kitchen.

Love this little lady.  She's got her beak wide open and is always happy.

This is Bob.  Not all the chicken have names but Bob will bob if you gently tap his head.

Another glass chicken.

And a Navajo chicken.

Bamboo and straw chickens.  Ooo, a little dusty.  Sorry about that.

More chickens on the wall.

I had a lady hand paint these tiles and they are on the backsplash behind the stove.
I'm going to be seriously bummed the day we have to move and leave these guys behind.

A metal chicken.  Hmmm, he'd probably make good friends w/ Rusty my rooster.

Working chickens.  This is Salt & Pepper.

And chicken towels, placemats and napkins of course.

More metal chickens on the wall.

And we have silly chickens.