
This is my oldest hen, who is a great leader for the rest of the flock. She never takes them out on the highway, where a few of her peers have met their waterloo. She is a barred rock hen, and must be at least 8 years old.


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2 comments:
"Chick chick chick chick, chickE! HERE, chick chick chick chick chickE!"
Couldn't help myself. Sigh.
I'm six right now.
I can hear the clucking.
So great! Thanks for posting them.
I may swipe your photo to tell some chicken stories. Kinda gruesome. I hope you don't mind.
"met their waterloo" <--good one!
In all my years of watching chicken love, I have NEVER seen a cock's...thingy. And now I have to go away, to censor myself from abusing rooster puns.
(I LOVE these pictures. Not just the chickens, but the firewood and the tractor and the corn.)
WM, I love it when you talk dirty to me....or to my roosters for that matter!
Feel free to use the photo...I'd be honored.
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