You know the broody hen I told you all about a few weeks back who had adopted my three, then six-week old chicks? They are eleven weeks old now and Mama Su-su is still hovering and feeding them and protecting them. I think she must be some kind of mystical chicken saint. Here she is standing guard. They all roost together, sometimes with one or two under her wings. As you can see, they are almost a big as she is. Here's a tip for keeping your @$$ off the poopy ground when you play with your chicks. I filled feed sacks with straw, stapled them closed to keep the straw in, and threw them down inside the run. Of course, all the chickens now love to lounge on them, but when there's poop deposited on them, it just brushes right off, or wiped off with a damp hand wipe.