Oh, let me tell you. Isaac is happy as a clam, nestled on the roost between the big RIR girls. However, it's not the big roost in the addition in front of the big picture window, but the two-bar roost that also serves as steps up to the preferred three original nests. He's never roosted in there before, but since his main girls are in the Firetower, guess he thought he'd try something different.
Poor Suede today; Dusty was making him crazy. I let them out to freerange, a term that seems wrong for hanging around just outside your regular pen-the Orps are not much for ranging anywhere. Dusty, who has finished her molt and looks beautiful and chunky again, must have been thrilled to be out because, suddenly, she'd leap straight up in the air, scream and run across the yard, yelling her head off. It completely freaked poor Suede out and he cackled and ran after her, looking all concerned. Silly women!