I'm getting far more enjoyment from my little chicks than I could have imagined. They don't do a whole lot more than peck at things, scratch around, crap all over the place, eat, drink and sleep. But they are cute little fluff balls. It's nice to just sit and stare at them and try to imagine what they are thinking. One of the more ambitious chicks started to fly around today which really threw me for a loop. The chicks are only a week old for goodness sakes! They shouldn't be flying around landing on their feed jar. That's it. It's an easy escape from there into the house. I'm having a good time thinking of all the chicken analogies there are out there: You're a chicken ( yep, they are really scared little critters) Chicken Shit (as in "that's chicken shit" Definitely not a compliment, as chicken shit is nasty and there is a lot of it.)
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