Combs, & wattles (or lack thereof)

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Shanai.
Her ambition knows no bounds. Destined for glory, if only in her own mind. Actually I agree with her, so that's two of us...
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Isabel/Elizabeth - Lizabel/Isabeth
She is getting along pretty well with compromised eyesight. When it's a specific point she hits her target only sometimes right away, but usually has to make a few stabs. It seems depth perception might be the issue.
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Picabo, I think!
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Combs, & wattles (or lack thereof)

#1
Shanai.
Her ambition knows no bounds. Destined for glory, if only in her own mind. Actually I agree with her, so that's two of us...
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#2
Isabel/Elizabeth - Lizabel/Isabeth
She is getting along pretty well with compromised eyesight. When it's a specific point she hits her target only sometimes right away, but usually has to make a few stabs. It seems depth perception might be the issue.
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#3
Picabo, I think!
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Name one Hannah. Or Hennah, I won’t mind.
 
Combs, & wattles (or lack thereof)

#1
Shanai.
Her ambition knows no bounds. Destined for glory, if only in her own mind. Actually I agree with her, so that's two of us...
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#2
Isabel/Elizabeth - Lizabel/Isabeth
She is getting along pretty well with compromised eyesight. When it's a specific point she hits her target only sometimes right away, but usually has to make a few stabs. It seems depth perception might be the issue.
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#3
Picabo, I think!
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Not named yet
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#5
Not named yet
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Gosh they are lovely, and such a beautiful colour too, so rich and shiny!
 
Wanted to share Snickers visiting with my mom🥰View attachment 4204431
That is such a beautiful picture. Thank you for bringing that girl to visit your mother, she looks so happy.

When grandma moved in with us after her stroke, she took such a interest in my chickens. She became my enabler and partner in crime. She was so curious about my incubator and how it worked. Did I need to set it, nope, but for her I did. I could have set just a few eggs, Grandma wanted it filled up so fill her up we did. Almost immediately she knew and remember what the temp and humidity settings were supposed to be, dementia and stroke be darned. If the humidity went one way or another by even just a single percent she either fixed it herself or hollered at me to fix it no matter the time of day. Grandma was a night owl, she had us move one of the recliners beside the table in the living room next to it so she could look in whenever she wanted. My wall was beat on many times throughout the night with her cane for me to come check settings when she could not sleep. We hatched out 36 chicks that time around, one of the best rates to date from it. I also had at the time my girls favorite nest boxes on the porch, just for her. Of course they chose to go broody in those boxes. If I failed to realize that before she did, she set them and dared me me to remove them. My hens took advantage. There was a reason after she passed last spring I really did not use my incubator and broke every hen from going broody. I needed a break.

Those last few months when she became bedridden and could no longer go outside on the porch to visit "her" chickens, I brought them inside to her. She had started to forget who we were at times but never forgot the chickens names. Whichever one she asked for, I would go out and catch and bring it inside for a visit. Owly was a favorite along with my silkies Branch and Poppet. Branch was a regular visitor. He knew the drill, and would settle in right beside her on the towel and just purr like a cat. The poor hospice nurses and aides, they never got to leave until they got to "meet" Branch. She always thought it was the first time even if it was the 30th. They were angels, those nurses. They told me if chickens made her happy bring her a chicken.
 
Happy 2fer Tuesday everyone.

Two little warriors establishing a pecking order

Two spotted foragers (getting hard to tell them apart)
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Two little tree huggers.
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Also two tree huggers.
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They are so adorable. I'm also very happy for Tassels. She finally gets to be the mother she has wanted to be for so long. I wish I could tell you this will cure her of her broodiness from here on out. It probably will for the rest of the year. This is Tassels though. She has definitely inherited the Marans broodiness being a chronic broody. I give it to early February and the broody bug will strike again, and again.
 

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