Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[BY Bob]

In Appreciation of Aurora

It's Friday and fluffy butt pictures are the order of the day. One of the fluffiest in my tribe is Aurora. Photos like this display the beautiful creaminess of her bum.

I would like to point out how amazing her tail feathers are. Some have different color cores, they all vary in color. They are far from the uniform color they appear from a distance.

Her feathers post this last molt are simply stunning. Everywhere I look there are details and variances in color that simply did not seem to be there before.

She is quite a beauty in her own right.

 

[BY Bob]

First up for fluffy butt friday is the littles out for the first time.
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Saved this from the other day.
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I save them too sometimes. Pretty girls.

 

[featherhead007]

BLU wants a fluffy butt pic of Phyllis. ( I can't blame him, he's a rooster)

 

[featherhead007]

I'm off to the hospital now to check on my neighbor Dianna

 

[BY Bob]

I'm off to the hospital now to check on my neighbor Dianna

I hope she is doing better.

 

[BY Bob]

BLU wants a fluffy butt pic of Phyllis. ( I can't blame him, he's a rooster)

Let's me see what I can do.

 

[featherhead007]

I'm off to the hospital now to check on my neighbor Dianna

Yes I have my iPhone back

 

[featherhead007]

I hope she is doing better.

I fed her birds and checked on her house and fed her cats too. I’m there at hospital waiting on a MRI

 

[featherhead007]

Worst part is having to wait

 

[RebeccaBoyd]

So the tiny terrors got to go outside for the first time. After about 5 minutes of being petrified they started playing. Without the confines of the dog crate they were learning to use their wings and were hoping and sorta flying all over the place. Karen was the bravest of the all and ping-ponging all over the place. Then the big chickens rounded the corner. I wisely put my camera down in case I had to intervene. Karen see's the basketball that is Henrietta and unwisely thought she'd pull the stunt she'd been pulling on her siblings. She hopped like a kangaroo right up and on top of Henrietta thinking she'd run away like the others. Wrong, Henrietta put her in her place and I had to save the poor thing. Apparently when you have the biggest hen angrily chasing you I'm not so bad after all and she ran to me. Lessens were learned and no one was hurt, but they gave the big chickens a wide berth the rest of the outing. Henrietta went to the back steps and glared at the terrors waiting for one to slip up again so she could install more manners. Oh and they were terrified of worms, of all sorts. I even found a few grubs for them, they are chick eating monsters. Ants on the other hand, they had a blast eating the ants that were found.
A few pics, most of the time, even on sports setting they were black blurs.

Karen before her run in with Henrietta.