I was in my 60s and caring for my elderly mom. Our beautiful 2 acres had been a perfect lawn and flowers when my father was alive, but I am just not the sort of person who enjoys mowing, raking, putting on chemicals. So, after my father passed away, I stopped mowing and blackberries took over! We had a jungle. My mother HATED it and was close to tears one afternoon so I solved it in the sweetest way: I persuaded my mom to let us buy two wether goats! They are very conscientious workers, enthusiastic, thorough, sweet, and perfect.
From there I created a little farm with the goats, quail, rabbits, roosters, lots of hens, 3 kitties and as of a month ago, a beautiful peahen.
I love my chickens as my pets. I keep being given more and more and I recently created a "Honeymoon Coop" with two Buff Orphington broody hens and one big beautiful Rhode Island Red rooster. After a few weeks, there were 9 baby chickies! One flew up and fell into the water pitcher. So, the other eight are close to grown. I LOVE them so much!
I have people from all over the area visiting to meet my chickens, bunnies, quail, goats, and the beautiful river running past my back yard. I tell them they can pet any of those, but NOT the bees in the bee hives.