big chicken

In case you were wondering, we did not die from eating Heidi soup last night.  In fact, it–she–was quite good.  I was, however, thinking a lot more about my dinner than usual.  Hard not to when you look at your spoon, see bits o’ chicken meat, and know it’s Heidi.

Meanwhile, on the still-living-chicken front, we now have two flocks: the Big Girls (Daisy, Ella, Caroline, Nony, and Pippi), and the Little Girls (Cleo, Beaker, and Hawkeye) and their buddy Scruffy.  I had hoped they would be one happy chicken family by now, but they are basically two flocks within the coop and orchard.  However, all of them did sleep on the top roost last night.  Maybe that will shift their dynamics by day.

Scruffy has turned into quite a big chicken in both senses–he’s now the biggest chicken of the group by far (and he’s not yet full grown) and he is a big wimp.  He doesn’t seem to know that he’s bigger than everyone else, including the supposed Big Girls.  When any of the Big Girls, but especially Daisy, even wander vaguely in his direction, he dashes off.  Who knows when this behavior will end.  Maybe it won’t.  Maybe he’s a big chicken a deux.

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One Response to big chicken

  1. Lisa says:

    Thanks for the update, Sar. I was wondering how it went (the eating) and had been wondering if they had successfully blended their chicken families yet… fingers crossed 🙂

    Have a great weekend!

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