"This is Tori. She's a Buff Orpington chicken, and she lives in my backyard."
That was my introduction to many a small person at the Topeka and Shawnee County Public Library Green Fair, which Tori and I participated in this past weekend.
We agreed to host a booth as a favor to a friend, but I didn't quite realize how much fun it would be. On the way home, I remarked to Sweet Husband that if the law thing ever falls through, I could really see myself becoming some sort of advocate for local food. I'm certainly not an expert chicken keeper, but I surprised myself a little at how many questions I was able to answer just from my own experience. I've become a little evangelical about it all, really.
We also met some fellow urban chicken keepers. One lady had a Rhode Island Red that's still laying an egg a day at six years old! Several wanted to discuss problems with foxes and other critters. I love getting the chance to compare notes like that.
And Tori? Well, she got more scratch (her "candy", as I explained to the kiddos) to herself than she's ever had in her life, courtesy of little hands wanting to feed her. I can only imagine her conversation with her sisters upon her return:
"There's this magical place called the Library where everyone has scratch in their hands all the time...."
Suffice to say, both woman and chicken had a delightful time!