Meet the Chicks!

Welcome to the club, and come meet our Northwestern flock of chickens! We've got bearded babes, feather footed babes, feather headed babes, and even featherless babes! For now, we'll just tour around a couple of today's interesting points, and as time goes on, you'll get to know everyone quite well.

First, there's the gang. I own then 5 month old Silver Laced Wyandottes, whom all seem to believe they are the ten best, most beautiful, and most dominant chickens around. Even the top rooster, Marc Antony, is apparently not above them. See?

(A Wyandotte picks a fight with Antony. This happens often, and I only got the last second of the scene.)

Before the little quarrel, though, that very Wyandotte got a special "eyeshot" - A photoshoot of the eye, which took a lot of patience to get. In the end, I got this:



After all that, I toured around to get an armful of photos, but the most notable one is of my darkest New Hampshire Red girl, Crunch. This was her yesterday. Today, she passed away due to an unknown illness. I will certainly miss her, and the wonderful times we had together. I now only have 3 reds left, and had better not lose another. They are certainly the most friendly of the younger pullets and cockerels.