Ladies and Gentlemen … the girls!
They’re still a little wary of me, but better. At least they’re to the point where they don’t scatter when I walk up them. And I have picked a few of them up. They calm down after a feather-pet or two.
Nervous or not, they’ve made themselves right at home.
They figured out the roosts and were all up there in a row when I went out to open the door thing morning. And they seem to like their yard. Their favorite treat? Apples? Nah. Cukes? Nah. Green grass. They love it. Of course, they’ve already pecked their yard clean. As for the spare bale I had covered with a tarp in their pen … Their project today was to shred the tarp, sit up on the straw bale, and sun themselves all afternoon.
The Official Photo
Miss Mona, Leader of the Pack and Ruler of the Roost
Pick a Little, Talk a Little, Cheep Cheep Cheep
(That’s one of my favorite musicals, Carole!)