So I live in a small town in Oregon, with a small backyard.
The story goes that years ago I had a little parrot I loved, an Indian ring neck named Jasper.
and one day he flew away. I waited 2 years for him to come back or be found but he never did.
So eventually I got this crazy idea, I wanted a bird that wouldn't fly away and wouldn't bite my fingers.
So overcome by craze while in the Wilco farms store, I saw this lone cute little chick, the last of her batch of easter eggers.)
(See how she was peaking up at me I was warned by the nice lady at the store that it would be a very loud distressed cheeping thing if I only took one home ....and ended up with 2 little girls
Harmony, my Buff Orpington and Melody my Easter Egger.
And they grew
Then I decided to order 2 Silver laced Wyandottes, We waited and waited on the order being delayed twice.
Finally they arrived- I named them Nova and Vega.
It took a bit to get them all to work together (and watch out they love to try and eat your head phones).