Every night before bed, Grace holds the chicks. They no longer fit snugly into her little hands, and she has to stand the chick on her leg and put a hand gently over the chick’s back so that she doesn’t flap away. Rosie and Bernadette, the Buff Orpingtons, are the smallest and the gentlest of the chicks, and they both seem to enjoy being held – Bernadette still falls asleep sometimes in our hands. Sally and Stella, the Barred Rocks, peep like crazy whenever they are removed from their cozy home, and flap their wings a bit at first, but eventually settle in. Lucy and Penelope, the Easter Eggers, are the biggest and most active chicks. They flap their wings and seem to find great joy in escaping from their human mommas – Lucy has run under the dining room table, and Penelope actually flapped right out of the box tonight when I was removing another chick. Today Lucy climbed up onto Gracie’s shoulder and then walked across to the other shoulder. Our animal-loving four-year old remained very calm and thought this was hilarious. And indeed it was.
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