We were given chickens by a gracious friend. They are working out quite nicely. It took them a little while to acclimate to their new sorroundings, but saw them perk up after they began feasting on worms. It was a little tricky trying to round up the rooster, who would not have it. Finally, after enlisting the help of Dana, we were able to chase the rooster into the camp fire, which disoriented the cock enough for me to grab him. (The rooster recovered well, just a little walk on hot coles).
One of the hens would not leave the truck, so here I am trying to coax her out with a little granola bar crumbs.For this hen we are considering the name McNugget.
This hen we may name Mrs Strips.
Caught the rooster about to leave. The rooster we may name Colonel.
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