Sarasota, Florida's newspaper follows up on backyard chickens, three years after a controversial ordinance made them legal:
SARASOTA - Three years after legalization, the worst fears about urban chickens appear not to have materialized.
SARASOTA - Three years after legalization, the worst fears about urban chickens appear not to have materialized.
The biggest remaining
challenge the city faces in keeping the birds is that many residents
here can't tell a rooster from a hen.
So
says a report from CLUCK, a local group that succeeded in 2011 in
getting an ordinance passed allowing city residents to keep chickens on
their property. The report to the City Commission was a test of the policy required at the end of a three-year probationary period.
With
no one at City Hall opposing the once-controversial idea, and with
commissioners visibly amused by CLUCK's chicken facts, that test was
passed. The chickens have not created the kind of stink feared by many
three years ago.
Gretchen
Schneider, general manager of planning and development for Sarasota,
said the city has received 21 complaints about chickens since 2011. They
mainly involved loose hens or roosters kept in violation of the
ordinance.
That's often
an accident, said Jono Miller, a founder of CLUCK, or Citizens Lobbying
for Urban Chicken Keeping. People buy the birds as baby chicks, when it
is virtually impossible to distinguish their gender. Then the male birds
grow up without anyone asking questions.
Overall,
Schneider said, the impact of the chickens was “not bad,” considering
her department hears nearly 2,000 complaints on other topics each year.
“It's been pretty successful,” Schneider said.
If chickens can breathe sighs
of relief, the news might have prompted one from Betsy, Pippy, Rose and
Roz, four hens living the good life in Fran Tiner's backyard on Floyd
Street.
There, the birds
enjoy all the amenities they could hope for in Sarasota: a sunny, secure
yard with fountains, a koi pond and a nesting box for laying eggs. At
night, the hens march into their coop without being told, shunning the
dark. In the morning, they let themselves out by stepping on a switch
controlling an automatic door powered by a small motor Tiner salvaged
from an ice maker.
Tiner,
67, invented the contraption so that he wouldn't have to get up at the
crack of dawn and let them out himself. “Nobody's got to tell them
anything,” he said.
Making house calls
The
chickens are smarter than people think, and mostly handle their own
affairs, Tiner said. They even have a live-and-let-live arrangement with
Ajax, the family's muscular pit bull. “They do have a pecking order.”
Chickens can live for 15 or 20 years, and lay eggs for about seven of those. They can produce 250 or 300 eggs a year.
Tiner
is one of the members of CLUCK who convinced the city to allow this.
The 2011 ordinance permits up to four hens on a single-family property,
as long as they are housed in a coop that can be moved from one place to
another to mollify neighbors annoyed by clucking sounds.
Killing
the chickens or selling their eggs is not allowed, and roosters are
forbidden because, of course, they crow and can lead to the
proliferation of chickens.
Similar regulations have been
taken up by Manatee County, Jacksonville, and other cities. Next, CLUCK
hopes to convince Sarasota County to do the same. Chickens are not
allowed in suburban areas of the county.
CLUCK
has collected about 250 signatures on a petition asking the County
Commission to consider chickens, but so far the commissioners have been
reluctant.
That should be
no surprise. When the city discussed the ordinance in 2011, some
residents were so concerned about the birds' odors that they planned to
bring a box of chicken droppings to City Hall to illustrate their point.
Though dissuaded from that by the city manager, they did voice their
opposition.
Since then,
to keep even the occasional complaints from burdening city officials,
members of CLUCK have been paying house calls on chicken owners who run
afoul of the ordinance. Usually, said Miller, of CLUCK, the complaint
stems from a chicken that has gotten loose in a neighborhood. Miller
often catches and returns it himself, but sometimes he must break bad
news to an owner: they are an accidental outlaw.
In one typical case, he asked the owner if they realized they were keeping a rooster.
No, I'm not, the owner said. She's a hen.
Miller
pointed to the bird's green tail feathers, the large comb on its head,
and its spurs — all proof of a male bird — and asked if it had laid many
eggs.
No, the owner told him. They had been wondering about that.
“I told them, 'I don't think this is going to work out for you,' ” Miller said.