Well here they are in all their feathered glory!
The coop is finally finished and the girls are out to pasture. So far... no casualties.
It seems they have a fairly good prey-instinct. LEAVES were falling from the trees and it sent them scampering back under the coop. Later a flock of geese flew overhead and it was temporary mayhem!
THIS... believe it or not... is "The One Who Use To Be Favorite." She now has a new name...
This is one of the Silver Laced Wyandottes... I can't tell them apart. I'm a bad chicken mom... I admit it. I don't have a picture of the naked neck. He was running around like a doofus and wouldn't stand still long enough. I'm pretty sure he is a rooster.