Saturday

This morning Speedy finally got down from her nest. The brown one jumped down and I picked up the black one and gave it to Speedy. Speedy's chicks are a lot more chilled than others, Speedy really trusts me as she didn't have a problem with me picking the chick up. Meanwhile the other black hen with the lots of babies attacked me as she though I was trying to pick up her babies. At first I thought it was Speedy as all I saw was a black hen against my arm, but then I realised it wasn't Speedy. Everyone else at the ranch is good, I've been taking a few more photos of Old Boy. He's well, I think he's been fighting with Young Boy a little as his crown is a little bruised. I'm also going to put some more lice powder on him as he's got that bald patch under his orange feathers. I seem to remember that was the start of his feathers falling out last time. It's been raining quite a lot the last few days. This photo below was taken about half an hour ago, not sure why Old Boy was standing in the rain, he must have been channeling his inner-duck. Not sure whose pooy bum is standing behind him I think its Beaker.