Let us begin with reality: I am no chicken expert. Far from it, as we have had chickens for less than a year.
I do know that something is up with Soup.
Soup is Stew's "big" sister. (Remember Stew? She of the traumatized life?) Whether they are actually sisters, I don't know, but they are our two grey rescue hens. As the larger and less abused of the two, Soup has remained in the white whale.
|See the pile of food next to her? Probably ridiculous, but I know she didn't eat yesterday|
|Ooh, the stink eye!|
|Daddy Rooster, Mild|
Until next time, remember, this is not paradise. It's Purgatory Ranch.