Walked out to the chicken coop yesterday to be greeted by a tiny black speckled chicken waiting to get in. I have no idea where it came from or what breed it is
Bad Buff and Buffy the Corn Slayer are always standing outside our sunroom window and staring in. I'm not paranoid. I know they're plotting something.
Me and Gaucho have been friends for over 14 years and he still follows me around the yard today. As chickens go, he's one of the best.