I didn't get my full beauty sleep last night. Around mid afternoon after a fairly busy day I hit that must have a nap bump and went to lie down for a while.
My bed has a permenant mosquito net around it which gives a tent like cosy feel and after covering myself with a blanket, I drifted into that almost getting warm again type fuzziness.
I head Tribe 1 arrive. They were quiet but I could here their beaks tapping the base of the plastic food tray I keep near the door. I did fall asleep for a while and woke due to a brief outbreak of bickering between Hurry and Moon.
I was just about to throw aside the net and swing my legs out when I saw Fat Bird, still with her eyes closed, in the bedroom, partially lying on the edge of the net right next to my bed. Cillin was standing just on the right side of the black tape I have stuck to the floor looking slightly anxious.
The only adult chicken that has ever gone into my bedroom has been Fat Bird a few years ago. For whatever reason, they just don't. I do evict the pullets and cockerels immediately if I see them cross the tape and they learn that the bedroom is a forbidden area for them.
Fat Bird snores. I'm sure she didn't used to.
That is just wonderful. You are a part of their world. There is no greater compliment. :hugs :hugs
 
The laughter is for the chicken looking at itself!
That has happened, a chicken looking at herself, but here actually the camera was facing outward, so she (if it was Peanut), was looking at a tiny picture of Hazel in there and pecking at it, while Hazel on the other side was looking at the lense on the back of the phone. I wish Peanut could trigger the camera, that would be cool!
 
I decided to band the Buckeyes with very small zip ties, and monitor carefully. I armed myself with a ration of mealworms for rewards and enticements (for them of course!).

Hazel, who is easiest to take into my arms and whom I can tell apart pretty easily when she's talking (most of the time while I'm in the run) and who is dominant when eating mealworms, barging in between everyone in order to eat like a sewing machine from my hand, was first.

Everyone immediately noticed her little green anklet when I put her down. A little bit of testing & feeling it was all.
Butters, leader in foraging and cat defense, was next. Afterwards she also inspected her yellow tie but didn't keep at it.

Then because I can't really tell by looking or voice between Peanut and Popcorn anymore, I got off my little stool, squatted down and sort of scratched around with a stick, talked to them all, wiggled the waterer nipples for them as they drank and inspected the log bark, and waited for Popcorn to jump onto my back, as that is what she has been wont to do since she was a tiny little chick. She was up there in no time. Good girl! Blue for her.

I decided Peanut would get one too, just so everyone had a band. Red for her, and I'll watch in case that color is too peck attractive.

I got some pictures for the tax finally! They all got in a preening group, mostly ignoring their own and their flock mates' bands. Here's Butters and Peanut.

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Here's Butters

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I'm not sure who this is! I think Hazel.

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They are very pretty birds and your photography is really showing them off now. I love to see your pictures. 🥰
 

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