Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Cock-a-doodle-please-don't

We (I and my carpool buddy) drove into work the other morning.  He was doing the driving, which meant that I was doing the sleeping.  Division of labor, you know.  We pulled into the parking lot, I stretched, stumbled out of the car, grabbed my bag from the back seat, and was greeted by the somewhat unexpected sound of a crowing rooster.

That's right, the people in the house on the other side of the fence from the parking lot have apparently installed a chicken coop.  In the middle of downtown(ish) Springfield, Mass.  It's... I... what?  And my second coherent thought, after processing all of this, is, "There are a  lot of feral cats in this neighborhood.  I wonder how long it will last...?"

Well, if nothing else, I sure didn't need any caffeine that morning.
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  1. pkbrandoJune 20, 2012 at 6:28 PM

    Interesting!
    Apparently Springfield has liberal zoning restrictions. We had a situation in Mankato a few months ago where someone tried to set up a chicken coop in his yard, and the city ruled that it violated the zoning requirements of a residential area.
    Of course, this area may be zoned for mixed use, since M-W is there.

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    1. Dan BrandonJune 20, 2012 at 7:24 PM

      Or, alternatively, they may be in flagrant disregard for any zoning requirements. At least they're not dealing crack, like the previous residents on the other side.

      This is not a terribly affluent neighborhood. It's getting better, but still.

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