Sorry I have not posted here. I have not seen my new flock in a month other than one exception. If you follow the Atlas thread, you know I broke my leg and have been pretty much bedridden. Once, my husband brought Cricket in to see me, but he has so much on his plate, I can't keep asking him to bring various birds in for a visit. They are apparently doing well. Ripley is driving him crazy with her highwire act, seeming to search for some Holy Grail nest box to lay her eggs in and once, he could not find the #13 bird. He was walking the barn aisle for the umpteenth time and heard a noise, looked down and found Bee in a bucket of poopy shavings laying her egg. This is the silliest bunch I've ever raised.