Little Jon was feeling very pleased. After the recent flock re-arrangement, he and his little wife Trudie were moved into the Beverly Hills Heights coop! With this re-arrangement, he also got to hang out with the 4 gangster sisters. Trudie was obviously less impressed with the new living arrangements. It was downright unheard of for a girl of her OEG class to be 'shacked up' with 4 'mix breed' gangster riff-raffs. Little Jon, her husband, was also in her little black book for chatting up the gangster girls. 'for heaven sakes' she thought, 'what could he possibly find attractive about them?' The gangster girls have large bottoms and all those feathers on their feet... they are not quite silkies and not quite cochins either. Sis! Little Jon was pleased none the less. He flirted a little with Sussie, whom he had met on a previous occasion and had a secret love child with. Sarah was broody and grumped around till she found the nest and settled in with a 'not to be disturbed' look on her face. TT was still a teenager really and she thought all the excitement was cool! She was however very taken a back by Jon's dancing at her. The previous rooster never did that with her? Grumpy pants Hester was just that. Grumpy. She has the largest butt of the girls and she knows it. She flaunts it like a trophy and the other girls don't like it. They gossip about her behind her back and so she needs to put them in their place every so often. The hoomin decided to leave them in the run for a week or so, so they could get aquanted and sort out the pecking order. But the only pecking going on was little Jon trying his luck with these pacy girls and their poofy 'skirts'. Meanwhile back in the nursery coop and run where little Jon and Trudie used to be, GT (Jon and Sussie's love child) was quickly turning into a fine little cockrel. He practiced his crowing endlessly and did a bit of dancing for Trudies 6 chicks. GT is 10 weeks old and the little chicks are only 4 weeks old. They don't pay much attention to him, but always have a look at what he's fussing about. They are far more interested in the bugs that fly by, than a silly little cockerel strutting his stuff. As the sun went down, little Jon sat on the highest perch and Trudie snuggled up beside him as usual. Little Jon was very pleased indeed. The view here is just so much better. A little later when it was darker, Sussie skooched up a bit closer to little Jon. What more could a little rooster want... What will the days to come bring? Who knows.