It's 9 p.m.
I looked out the window and the chickens were all in the coop. They ran out as soon as they heard me. I set up a chair and thought it would be a good time to capture some photos. They are 7 weeks old here.
The one with the crest is an Easter Egger and a Red is in front
|The Red is Lucille Ball|
They all seem to have a need to peck at the holes in my crocs.
|The crocodile offends them most.|
Helga stands guard...she switches off with Olga.
Rosie Proudfoot of the furry feet
I thought it rude to just shove them in the coop. It was good Michael came out to move them along, I could have been waiting until mid-night.