For some reason this handsome boy of mine thinks chickens are good pets. One day he came home with Albert and thought it was such a great idea to have him as a pet. He put him in an aquarium, bought him food, got a heating lamp, covered him at night, fed him, watered him, and loved him. I finally convinced him that chickens really weren't indoor pets and that we weren't properly equipped for a chicken coop. So, we brought Albert over to Grandpa Coey whom we knew would take good care of him.