People who live within city limits in Cincy -- even if it's a neighborhood with houses that have yards, rather than a downtown loft apartment -- are not allowed to have chickens. So there's this burgeoning underground chicken movement, and I am not joking. I know of at least 2 people on my wee street who have coops in their backyard. Basically, it's not like the cops have the time to look for people to bust for illegal chicken possession, so the only time it's an issue is if a neighbor reports them.
We are having the same issue here, Steph.
According to my research, chickens are legal in Cincinnati as long as they keep quiet and don't smell bad:
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In NYC, chickens are considered "pets" and you are allowed an unlimited number of hens!
In my fantasyland where I have a lot of money, my neighbor and I are going to convert the roof of our building to sod and keep chickens up there. (With chicken wire, of course, so they don't try to jump off.)
Godammit. My boss is insane. She's all "oh, you can handle things without involving me! use your judgement!" when she doesn't want to be bothered, but silly me, I went and made a decision all on my own, and now she's pissed off. She even admitted the decision I made was the logical thing to do, but she's still sore. And now she's off yelling at my assistant for doing what I asked her to do! Something that is actually fairly routine and the other managers don't flip the fuck out about it.
I don't hate my job. I hate my crazy-ass boss. If I were still in the office and having to deal with her every day, I'd probably have either quit or had a heart attack by now. I've asked the Big Boss before if I could switch to another team - as has everyone who's ever worked for this woman - but no. Because I "know how to handle her". Fuck, yes: fling Prozac at her and hide behind a desk.
Fuck.
Zenkitty: that sucks.
Changing topics: I wish I had a desk chair with a back warmer - you know, like you can have in cars, because my back is extra stiff today.
sumi - would a heat patch work? I keep a box of my preferred brand - Therma Care - in my office for days like that. (Also good for when the AC has gone into deep freeze mode.)
It might. I'll stop in at Walgreen's on my way home and see what they've got.
There was another bank robbery here in Highland Park this morning. I walked past the bank just after the cops arrived--I missed running into the robber by a few minutes.
According to my research, chickens are legal in Cincinnati as long as they keep quiet and don't smell bad:
I will forward that link to the people on my neighborhood e-mail list, because it has been flying fast and furious for the past couple of months with chicken-related legal problems. They claim there is an ordinance that stipulates a minimum size of yard and that chickens are "for agriculture use only" (I guess that means back yards aren't to be used for agriculture? perhaps it's time to xeriscape?).
So maybe that link will help them. I honestly don't know what "ordinance" they mean, because I haven't looked into it, what with not owning or wanting to own chickens. But if my neighbors can keep their chickens, that would be cool.
At one point my next door neighbors had a chicken ... a rooster, to be exact. I think it became dinner one night. Of course, these same neighbors had four children - and the chicken - in a one-bedroom apartment.
