It was quite warm this week, so I improvised an old baby crib into a day pen for the chicks.
Although they are more like chickens than chicks now, the littlest ones escaped through the wider slats, so I have to fashion something else soon. Lily, our happy guard-pug, is never far away.
Although they are more like chickens than chicks now, the littlest ones escaped through the wider slats, so I have to fashion something else soon. Lily, our happy guard-pug, is never far away.
Just about fully feathered (except for little Penguin), they loved being in the sun and chomping at the clover in the lawn (no pesticides!).
The black one is Peeps, with Sister One, Speckle and Buttercup behind him.
Peeps is aptly named, he is REAL loud when handled.
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