Chicken post #3: To perch or not remains the question
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Chick party tonight! |
Chicks are pretty funny. One has earned a moniker for her behavior at the feeder; Camilla relentlessly roots out anyone near her slot, taking it back if someone manages to push her aside, and scratching while eating. My husband suggested the name when I mentioned that Camilla thought she was the new queen, but no one could take Queenie's place in my heart.
Lol.
We didn't plan to name any of them until personalities emerged, and Camilla takes the freaking CAKE for personality right now. The rest are figuring out their places in the pecking order, yet not a single one has managed to actually grasp the perch rungs, hah! They are starting to play under it, attempting to fly on top of it, a lot of wing-flapping this morning when I opened the brooder. A dear friend is visiting, who saw them last week, and she said they have grown! Which was good to hear because we think they're bigger, but we see them daily and other than a few tail feathers having sprouted, they seem about the same.
I woke at a stupid early hour today, yet that afforded me time to re-format three books for D2D. I'm pondering an Amazon release, but will check into that later, as I was too tired to ponder it at, um, four-something in the morning. I woke to a dream of one of my grandkids calling for help, certainly not a pleasant way to start the day, however I achieved some book work, and feel better about That Which Can Be Remembered being available with scene breaks. I'd have loved to deal with that before today, but right now chickens rule the roost.
One of these days they'll own their perch too, lol. In the meantime, I think I need another cuppa. Caffeinated please!