This is Bette. Look at those beautiful eyes 😍 the rest of the buff orpingtons have golden eyes to match their feathers, but hers are green.

I was trying to get a picture of the flock munching on the strawberry & cucumber scraps I put out for them, but she needed to be the star of the photo shoot.

A couple half-successful pics of happy monching:

My favorite chicken, Ada, is still in protective custody with the baby guineas, or she would have been the star through sheer force of personality.

The adult guineas are terrible parents and step on their babies, and they eventually kill any I let them keep. This broody chicken was so happy to have them, and she’s a wonderful mom. Whenever I bring treats to them, she checks to make sure it’s safe, then calls the babies to eat before her. 🥰

She has always been a standout sweetie pie and smartypeeps. She’s been a lap chicken since she was a baby, and she’s braver and more curious than the others.

Hey! Treat Lady! Less paperwork, more peeperwork!

She would perch on a box to get a closer look at my phone when I would take pictures in their enclosure when they were babies

and she would climb onto my hands as soon as they were in the enclosure and low enough for her to hop up, and she just wanted to be snuggled.

Hope you have enjoyed some cute birb pictures ❤️ wishing you all the cuteness and snuggles your heart desires!

  • MarxGuns [comrade/them]@hexbear.net
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    4 months ago

    After seeing the video of a chicken chase down a mouse right beside a cat, all chickens are just little t-rex’s in my eyes and I’m ok with that.

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      4 months ago

      Mine caught a toad a few weeks ago! 🤢 poor guy was too far gone to save when I found him.

      I think a trio of chickens could take down a cat.

      Edit: We found this crayfish in the yard in the spring before they did, and carried him to the fence in the direction he was originally travelling. It seemed pretty weird because we’re up on top of a ridge with only a few agricultural ponds in the area, but I guess they have to get to different streams somehow. What a journey!