I wanted to thank you both for providing eggs that hatched for my little Dash. ?Can you believe.... They all hatched the day of my Mom's funeral so are very special to me. I cant keep roo's, but am in love with them. Found another member that will take my lil chickee children and treat them with love until such time as I move to an acreage, then the agreement is I can have some of their babies/hatching eggs, whatever. Dash has been quite the mother, and ferocious in her protectiveness. She was also a wonderful broody and sat for a full two weeks before I ever got her any fertile eggs. But..she turned into a deadly grump..... some pics of your grandchickees and they are gorgeous...and two months old now.. Not sure what Wildskys child is yet, she is one of those up in the air chickens...lol, if she is a she or a he... One D'Uccle and three Serama's hatched, but I lost the tiniest Serama one when she succumbed to some infection from that stupid moldy hay I had. The chronicles..... Dash, a happy mother... Where Wild's D'Uccle likes to hang out, she still does but Dash goes OOOMPPH whenever any of them still try to sit on "mom"... Then Franks biggest Serama got big enuff he could jump too.... Grumpy Dash... My little Sunshine, named that because when trying to nurse them thru the worst of the sickness, I would sing "you are my sunshine to this one" I had to throw this one in, since Dash is small and they are getting larger...And Dash taught Lily NOT to mess with her babies....well...I guess we will jump on THIS chicken... And now....little black Serama roo, Mav or Whisky as sis calls him...is in love with Lily..chases her all over the place, its like Pepe Le Pue...poor Lily is quite beleaguered. Here she is on the run from him, and Dash is in the way... "Let me at her, Mom, I gotta have that big gorgeous thing...." "Aha, I caught you, ma petite...."...(he just doesnt quite know what to do with her now that he has caught her...lol, doesnt help she is about 8 times bigger than he is) They are so pretty, here they are now...young adults...two months old. They ALL have SUCH personality! I cry at the thought of them leaving, especially that silly little black terror. I have to keep him separate from Lily, he is just gaga over her and chases her, wing dances, circles, crows, you name it, tries to give her bread (which she doesnt like). Poor lil guy doesnt know why she doesnt think he is purteeeee. So I have had to keep him in the house, and we have bonded, he doesnt mind following me around and being my buddy. He wants to watch everything I am doing and chortles, sings, talks at me the whole time. Here they were next to a roll of toilet paper, to show size..the silly guy stuck his head clear down in there, thought there might be something down there he was missing!