It’s no secret that I adore my feathered friends. I don’t keep a huge flock, but I pamper the ones I have. They get a cute coop, a swimming pool, lots of house and garden scraps, and lots of attention. My girls tote them around like accessories during the day, and love to collect their eggs in the evening. Since my original 6 pullets, I’ve hatched some, adopted some, bought some, and buried some. But those first 6 still hold a special place in my heart.
Well, those 6 and Rocky. He was hatched here last summer, and while he’s younger than most of them, he’s regal and strong and takes care of my girls, but is still gentle and curious with my kids. He’s secretly my favorite.
