At least till springyes those fuzzy butts are so darling- pics like that always make me want to run out and buy some fertile eggs or chicks, then I remember the nights laying awake cause they wouldn't stop peeping, the cages that were a mess 5 minutes after cleaning them (sometimes looking like a hurricane just swept through there), calling in sick to work because the chick was sick not me, trying not to constantly laugh at them when they were going through that gawky teenage stage and crows sounded more like someone was coughing up a hair ball, the stress of introducing juveniles to the flock and trying not to rush in when the pecking order is taking place....yea, I want to wait a long while to be a mommy again!