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The young ones were getting to look a lot like pullets now. Mom would come out with her
silver clicking box and snap away. About 10 weeks old:
Tallulah
Maudette
Audrey
Charlotte
We had some crisp nights in May and even June. But we're cold weather birds and the younger ones had feathers in enough, plus we all cuddled for warmth. It was all good. BTW the younger ones slept in the itty bitty coop that was attached to the big girl run. We older birds went into the big coop. It was understood, until later on.
Boy oh boy, Charlotte was gonna be a big girl! She was very sweet with her "siblings" and wherever she went, the other three followed. We older girls just watched. This big girl might be a problem later on we thought.
Mom & Dad were thrilled .....Charlotte was a beautiful white chicken, she had tenderness with her comrades and stuck up for them when we older ones tried to bother them. We figured she was the boss of the "little" flock. Every once in a while Dorothy would test Charlotte and Charlotte would run off in a goofy manner and just avoid the drama. The other three would just follow her.
Charlotte also liked to get to have "big girl run" to herself and have a lovely dust bath.
Or if she wanted to keep her bright white feathers lovely, she would just rest in the late afternoon sunshine.
One morning Mom & Dad woke up at 5:00 to a loud classic "COCK A DOODLE DO!!" We had heard that noise before, but they didn't.
silver clicking box and snap away. About 10 weeks old:
Tallulah
Maudette
Audrey
Charlotte
We had some crisp nights in May and even June. But we're cold weather birds and the younger ones had feathers in enough, plus we all cuddled for warmth. It was all good. BTW the younger ones slept in the itty bitty coop that was attached to the big girl run. We older birds went into the big coop. It was understood, until later on.
Boy oh boy, Charlotte was gonna be a big girl! She was very sweet with her "siblings" and wherever she went, the other three followed. We older girls just watched. This big girl might be a problem later on we thought.
Mom & Dad were thrilled .....Charlotte was a beautiful white chicken, she had tenderness with her comrades and stuck up for them when we older ones tried to bother them. We figured she was the boss of the "little" flock. Every once in a while Dorothy would test Charlotte and Charlotte would run off in a goofy manner and just avoid the drama. The other three would just follow her.
Charlotte also liked to get to have "big girl run" to herself and have a lovely dust bath.
Or if she wanted to keep her bright white feathers lovely, she would just rest in the late afternoon sunshine.
One morning Mom & Dad woke up at 5:00 to a loud classic "COCK A DOODLE DO!!" We had heard that noise before, but they didn't.
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