So here are my two Black breasted bantam chicks after a treat of yogurt with some crumbles. Plum tuckered them out. It reminded me of when my human kids would fall asleep in the highchair, face right in their plate.
So my daughter absolutely loves her baby cochin chick and takes it everywhere with her.We had to name her Dolly because she carried it around like a doll. In this picture she was telling me that she was going to see Ava, her cousin, so Dolly could have a new friend.
Chicken. LOL. This is my chicken Feathers, in her old nest.
Drowning in Leaves. "No, I'm okay. I'm right as rain. Well, minus the fact that I can't breathe, and there's something slimy resting on my back, and I feel drunk. Apart from that, I'm fine.
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THis other one is of Feathers and Eggie when they were baby chicks:
"I think I might be gay" - Eggie, the red chick. (she is a hen, btw)