I guess I am doing this then. Yikes! 😆

Ok, so Wednesdays are open. Starting next week Aurora will pick one or two questions and answer them each week. Be sure to get your questions in by Monday each week so she has time to choose. I will try to save them all and create a library of questions. If you're question isn't answered one week it could be answered in the future. I am asking that you include a headshot of the chicken asking the question so I can include it with the question.

We may have to adjust as time goes on but let's try it this way for now.

Oh boy. I hope I'm ready for this.
Oh boy looking forward to Aurora-Wednesday.
 
She is still losing feathers. But I do see pin feathers coming through on her neck. It all feels like it will take many more weeks before she is fully clothed again.
The weather is not too bad for the next week at least.
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Poor Diana, I hope my gals are not going to molt anymore!

She sure is going through a good one isn’t she?!

But soon she will be once again her sleek gorgeous self 😊
 
Dear Aurora,
I live with my Aunt Diana. She is very nice to me though I admit I do not always behave well - particularly at bed time.
This is a little embarrassing to talk about, but recently Aunt Diana has developed an unfortunate habit of dropping feathers. She drops them everywhere without any consideration of others. They are all over my food and floating in the drinking water - wherever I go I come across her feathers.
It really is a disgusting habit but I don’t know how to talk to her about it.
Should I just pretend I haven’t noticed? Or is there a way I can encourage her to keep her feathers to herself?
Yours sincerely,
Bernadette
Hahahaha love it!!!
 
Bed time story

Once upon a time there were a bakers dozen of chickens and they all wanted to roost in the same spot. But this one night they seemed to have figured it out!

Sweet dreams!

I was even able to count them all hahaha, 13 marks for 13 chickies!
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Dear Aurora,

How does a reigning queen recover from being utterly humiliated in front of her entire kingdom, horses included by her human servant. I am molting now and therefore am entitled to be grouchy. I get no peace at night and constantly have to peck everyone who thinks it is wise to try to snuggle up close to me. I NEED my space right now. Tonight I desperately wanted a good night sleep so I chose to sleep in the hay pile. I worked so hard to arrange every piece of hay to hide all but my comb. Imagine my horror a few hours later when my human stumbled upon me while throwing down hay to feed the horses. I do not care what she said, I did not almost get crushed by a tossed hay bale, it missed me by inches. I also do not think I deserved to then be forcefully removed from my bed and carried in front of everyone loudly protesting only to be unceremoniously plopped down on the roost in the chicken coop and locked in. That coop is for the silkies and mothers with babies. Now I have to listen to non-stop chatter of the little pip-squeaks and their mothers until morning. If I wanted to hear children peeping I would hatch some myself. I just wanted a good nights sleep.

Yours sincerely,
A disgraced and tired monarch.
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Dear Aurora,

How does a reigning queen recover from being utterly humiliated in front of her entire kingdom, horses included by her human servant. I am molting now and therefore am entitled to be grouchy. I get no peace at night and constantly have to peck everyone who thinks it is wise to try to snuggle up close to me. I NEED my space right now. Tonight I desperately wanted a good night sleep so I chose to sleep in the hay pile. I worked so hard to arrange every piece of hay to hide all but my comb. Imagine my horror a few hours later when my human stumbled upon me while throwing down hay to feed the horses. I do not care what she said, I did not almost get crushed by a tossed hay bale, it missed me by inches. I also do not think I deserved to then be forcefully removed from my bed and carried in front of everyone loudly protesting only to be unceremoniously plopped down on the roost in the chicken coop and locked in. That coop is for the silkies and mothers with babies. Now I have to listen to non-stop chatter of the little pip-squeaks and their mothers until morning. If I wanted to hear children peeping I would hatch some myself. I just wanted a good nights sleep.

Yours sincerely,
A disgraced and tired monarch.
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Hahahahahaha 😆 OMG so RC had me almost busting a gut, and you have me just about piddling in m’ drawers 🤭
 

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