But here they are: from day one to 9 months, laying like champs, full of things to say, and perfectly willing to leap into our laps at the most inconvenient times (for our toast, especially).
Little Dotti the silver laced wyandotte turned out a roo and was swapped for sweet Olive who is one month older than the other girls and the champion layer (9-10 days in a row without a break, consistently). She's so sweet, but so picked on by the other gals: she's 4th on the pecking order.
Belina the buff orpington was the biggest of the chicks, big enough that all the others thought it would be great to try and cuddle underneath her all the time. She's become a big, dumb blonde: the weakest layer, but a great lap chicken!
Number two on the pecking order and faster than a speeding BB, is B.B. our chantecler (a very endangered breed of chicken from Canada). She is the most treat obsessed and the best at catching bugs. She was the first to lay and is quite consistent, though her eggs are rather small: so is she! Our little football chicken: always moving about and the hardest to photograph.
And then there is our Queen Soot the Australorp. From the start she's had the most personality, is inquisitive with tons to say all the time, she holds herself in a regal manner and you must pick her up with great care and reverence. She lays beautiful large, dark brown eggs and leads her flock with prudence and a watchful eye.
They are a wonderful first flock and i hope for many years with them: safe and sound. We fear hawks, feral cats, and local 'coons. But despite our fears, we care for them the best we can and both agree we will never live without chickens again: they are truly wonderful animals.
Treat obsessed minds.
Have a great day, and enjoy a bit of humor on Soot:
Get the peanut, Soot. Quite the feat: leaping so high with clipped wings.