Happy Monday, my fellow chicken tenders! I have no mugs to share, but here's my sub-zero flock.
Or, part of them at least. I took this pic yesterday and thought, "Where's Sheba?" I went in the coop...no Sheba. I looked out the window, thinking maybe we were playing tag. No Sheba. I finally found her huddled under the low table we have the heated dog bowl of water on! I suppose it's both warm and Randy Rooster proof.
She came out when I petted her (because she hates it) and I fed the poor naked girl some mealworms. She has gone back to roosting, so there's that.
Speaking of Randy...this may be my last picture of him.
A lady I've been chatting with on Facebook hopefully will come get him tonight! I'm quite pleased because she has 18 chickens, plans on more in the spring, and has mentioned hatching eggs to see if Randy makes pretty babies.
I admit, he's a fine looking boy.
So he'll be free-ranging with a harem of ladies, instead of in someone's soup pot. This makes me happy!
Or, part of them at least. I took this pic yesterday and thought, "Where's Sheba?" I went in the coop...no Sheba. I looked out the window, thinking maybe we were playing tag. No Sheba. I finally found her huddled under the low table we have the heated dog bowl of water on! I suppose it's both warm and Randy Rooster proof.

Speaking of Randy...this may be my last picture of him.
A lady I've been chatting with on Facebook hopefully will come get him tonight! I'm quite pleased because she has 18 chickens, plans on more in the spring, and has mentioned hatching eggs to see if Randy makes pretty babies.

So he'll be free-ranging with a harem of ladies, instead of in someone's soup pot. This makes me happy!