The girls continue to grow, losing their down feathers for their real feathers. They are a bit scruffy looking and I’m hoping the attitudes accompanying this “molting stage” are fleeting too.
They are happiest when we’ve tossed in some fresh-picked greens:
Little Goldie is one of the sweetest and most docile:
We’ve dubbed the little California Grey as “Gandolf.” It fits her, don’t you think?
Penguin is now my favorite, since nearly all but her charge me when I reach into the brooder.
They’ve grown so much in the past ten days…
As a reminder… This was day one:
Oh how the days go by…
Always,
the has-been rodeo queen
