Well, the descendants of the Velociraptor anyway!
The girls had a great day out on Monday. All 8 are doing well and we still get about 4 eggs a day during winter from the hens that are not moulting. The original ISA browns we bought in 2008 are dropping feathers everywhere, but growing back new hair-doos just as fast. Ginger has changed her markings for the third year in a row and is now a speckled hen. The two bantams stopped being broody about three weeks ago all by themselves, as I simply gave up trying to get them to break the habit. I figured that they weren’t hurting themselves and nature would take its course. Maybe next year when they go broody again, I will order in some fertile eggs for them to hatch. Poppy and Pippa would make great little mothers.
Anyway, here are a few shots of the girls that I took after I let them behind the shed to do some weeding for me.
Backyard chickens are simply a joy to keep, and so much entertainment from a distant relative of a carnivorous dinosaur! Jurassic Park got it so wrong.