Kiwi In her Ghetto
All of them have grown expecially Bart the rooster he is much bigger and his cob and waddly things are big. He has quite the personality ALWAYS looking at my hands to see if i have brought him something. Still no crowing which makes Mark sad I think but I am relishing it because I know we wont be able to stop him once he starts.
Bart and his Harem
And not the egg..... Mark's dad had asked if would be upset if he played a joke on me sometime. He was planning on putting an egg in the coop as a joke because neither or our chickens have lived up to the "laying by the end of october" promise of the Amish lady. So Monday I may have found my first egg. Mark's parents left Monday for a long trip so I havent had the chance to ask if it was a joke or not.
The egg in question
The egg in question
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