And when a face like this demands air time, one does not refuse!
But the chicks are really hard to photograph. They zip around like gerbils on speed, and Mama Emma (named by Katnip Lounger Trish) has a sh*t fit every time I go anywhere near her babies. I'm surprised she hasn't excised one of my eyeballs yet. God knows she wants to!
The chicks are feathering out and getting bigger.
Mama Emma is VERY protective!
I think these are going to be some whacky-chickens. I highly suspect that this gang had three fathers.
This one is a little Errol Flynn, I'm sure! Did I mention that three little black chicks went across the road to join my friend Judy's new layer chicks? They will have a good life over there, and that leaves us with eight chicks which is PLENTY.
Cute, aren't they? Some are already developing "muffs" like their Mama. Some seem to have feathered legs like Errol. I wonder if any will have whacky hairdos like Lord Gaga and Beaker? I know zilch about chicken genetics!
They like watermelon but are rapidly outgrowing this little enclosure!