I think I may have written about some chicks way back last spring.
Well, turns out a lot of them were roosters.
So they became the things they were names.
And all because they were male.
This one's still kicking.
And chasing.
And being a general pest.
For the time being.
Ohh..chicken Noodle. Watch yourself.
She's a general favorite.
Little.
Pretty.
Feather-footed.
And named Gwendolyn.
She may be safe for a long while!
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