Some Chickens
It’s very good to be a chicken. I have been told it’s particularly good to be a Vance family chicken. And I believe it.
The chicken below is on a mission. Her name is Leeda, and she had just realized I was turning over shovelfuls of dirt, and there were worms there for the taking.
This big guy is Red. He thinks he’s in charge, but he’s really just a sweetheart.
I try to not have favorites. But how could you not with Pickles?
She’s our lap chicken and the friendliest one in the flock.
And then there’s this one. Some days I’m not sure Bella knows she isn’t a chicken. She likes to eat their treats—things like cucumbers she would never touch if chickens hadn’t been given some first—and she spends a lot of time hanging out with them.
That’s all for tonight. Have a good weekend.
We’re in this together,
Joyce