This weekend we moved...across the street. The chickens definitely stepped up in luxury.
Their day started out pretty normal: sunbathing, de-worming the soil, wrecking havoc on the neighborhood like the chicken gang they are-
fluffy orpington butts
hello from Flauta
chicken trafficking
just in time to duck in for a brief hail.
Phew, so glad to have the girls in their own little mansion!
Ohh I'm so glad they're settling in nicely.