The azygous "queenly quartet" are all settled in and have made themselves completely at home in their chick pen out in the run. They were conveyed in a wicker basket on a hot water bottle fifty miles across the prairie from a feed store that was nice enough to order me just four chicks.
They are using MHP like pros. So far, they are more excited about having all this sand to dirt bathe in and nibble, but they know what their chick food is. They haven't warmed up to the fermented feed yet, and are eating the dry crumbles on the plastic lid their MHP is sitting on. They don't like the feel of the fermented feed on their beaks and wipe their beaks right after they try it.
These are "Ameraucanas" or EEs. They hatched yesterday, so this is their first excursion into the real world. They are covering every inch of their pen, and spending more time doing that than they are under the heating pad. It's 70F here. They don't seem to need much warming up. This is a good lesson for people who insist their chicks need to be kept at a constant temperature of precisely 95F or, OMG THEY WILL DIE!