We've already ascertained that this Henny-Penny stuff is addictive and I hope, therapeutic. We've one who looks to be a cross Road Island Red - she's so calm and comes up to your feel, pecks your toes and lowers herself to the ground while she is stroked. We've a white hen who, when a small bird flies past the enclosure and catches her eye, she has a spack attack, running this way and that, so I think we'll call her Psycho ! The blue/grey fluff balls ...... have honoured us with 2 tiny eggs, so cute. But you wouldn't believe this - We go to let them out first thing in the morning, there's a procession as they leave the coup, all 6 on the grass. After our peck-talk we come back towards the house and they parade back up the steps, usually coming back out when we wander around the garden and they hear us. Hubbys says they are a bunch of lightweights - no staying power !! But they are only young - this is all new to them, isn't it? At the moment there's one of them fast asleep on the perch - I reckon they had a party last night !!
Meggie