Alright friend, listen up – I’m gonna tell ya a story about the time I thought I was bein’ a helpful farmer by feedin’ your grandma’s Christmas cremini mushrooms to my chickens. Boy howdy, was that a mistake!<\/p>\n
It was late fall and the mushroom patch out back was bursting with all kinds of delicious fungi. Being the helpful fellow I am, I scooped up a big ol’ bucketful to share with the ladies in the coop. “They’re gonna love these!” I thought to myself.<\/p>\n
I tossed that bucket of mushies into the feed trough and stood back to watch the fireworks, if you know what I mean. Well those chickens went after them shrooms like they was goin’ out of style. Within minutes the whole bucket was cleaned out!<\/p>\n
Let’s just say things got real interesting real fast after that. Feathers were a-flyin’ and there was more squawkin’ than at a Yankee’s game. One little chick named Henrietta was lookin’ worse for wear too, all huddled in the corner looking green around the gills.<\/p>\n
“Yikes,” I thought, “Maybe them city chickens can’t handle too many ‘shrooms after all.” It was quite a wake up call, I’ll tell ya. Those birds all survived, but it was no thanks to me! So I’m passin’ along what I learned the hard way.<\/p>\n