My great niece named this one "Question" because from the moment he hatched, he wanted to explore and see what was going on.
I was going to call him Curious, but the 8 year old won out.

Answer is his brother, the one I have inside with the twisted tibia. At night, Question sleeps up on the deck rail and pecks on the kitchen window, as if to say "what have you done with my brother!!!"
He will really be a riot, so much personality! Today it was drizzling and he found the doghouse a wonderful shelter. Answer and mom were much more hesitant and he finally just gave up on them in disgust and layed down out of the rain in there..like "well, you guys are just stupid!"
(I think this is him, I think the better pics are on my sis phone)
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