This post will be pic heavy but I just couldn't resist.
I was just sitting in my office enjoying the morning when I noticed my four friendly babies and Lukka's "baby" playing together.
They had figured out that if they fly up to the broody coop, from there they can get to the top of the baby coop.
Once up there, they realized getting back down was a whole nutha story.
This little guy almost learned the lesson of "there's no turning back." But he held on to get back to the top.
From that point on, they slid down the roof, one by one.
By one.
By One.
By One.
By One.
Until only one little roo was left standing.
He took the easy way out.
And flew down. They are all napping in the sunshine now.