Anton: YAY! Pictures! Please show me the dust bath, the hedge, um, and, umm, anything chickens do outside. I found out that I get to free range at my new farm, I'll have my own hens to protect and everything!
A.J.: *whispers* I think I get to be just Anne instead of Anne Junior when Anton goes to his new farm. Mama didn't want to confuse Anton.
(Me: Yup, they know their names...)
A.J.: Actually, I meant to ask chickencrazy if my Name was alright to use...I'm named Anne Juniour after Anton-who-was-Anne and, after Junior because I'm a Barred Rock and I want to be like Juni when I grow up! *and 'cause I'm littler, I sometimes get on the big girls and Anton's nerves*
Martha: I like Martha, but Mama says she's not sure if I'll always be a Martha because if Bessie's a -
Bessie: DON'T SAY IT!!! *peck!*
Agnes: You can come snuggle over here, Martha, dear (Agnes lifts her wing invitingly)
Charlotte: Bessie, the peep didn't mean anything bad, it's just that there are signs...
Bessie: I don't care! I want to be a pullet and no chicken can say I'm not until I crow or lay!
Emily: Mama says that since it's so rainy out, we can have Scrambled Eggs for a treat!
Anton: I love scratching in the dirt and pecking at tender clover, but, since we can't go outside Mama gave us some planted grass and a cat toy. It's so much fun playing chicken football!
Charlotte: I may still be the smallest - well, you know, except for the tiny peeps - but, I'm pretty good at chicken football

Bessie: Yeah, it's funny, Charlotte fluffs up her feathers...
Emily: Especially her neck feathers!
(Me: Charlotte: don't even think about being a cockerel...)
Bessie: And rushes at any chicken who has the ball of dirt and roots.
Agnes: It was certainly entertaining to watch from my perch on the edge of the brooder, but, Emily pecked me on the head When I flew down to see the excitement up close.
Emily: Sorry, Agnes, I was just caught up in the game!
Agnes: I spent the rest of the game in the brooder with the peeps; Mama has started turning off the heat lamp some, so they can always use a snuggle buddy.
A.J:: *it's nice to have the feeder and water all to ourselves*
Martha: Yeah! I don't get stepped on!
A.J: Shhhh, don't embarrass the big girls. Somechicken might peck us for it...