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We then invited them to come outside and free range a bit. They weren't keen and needed to be both coaxed and chased with a mucking rake:
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Eventually some of them made it out into the barn proper where they immediately became lost, confused and eager to go home.
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We still don't know which are male, which female, and what orientations they may have. This one has highly developed arse feathers but that may be a temporary affectation for Pride Week:
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They're buggers to photograph, they won't stay still for a moment and our camera, a Pentax, doesn't take the picture until long after the button's pressed so it's press and hope.
It's in the comb or the crest. Big for males, smaller for the females.
ReplyDeleteThanks for that. Will try to get good comb/crest pictures for evaluation.
ReplyDeleteI must say I didn't think Anna was going to be able to find any relevant bits by inverting a chicken and poking around.
ReplyDeleteThe sounds exuding first thing in the morning should be a clue shouldn't they? A suburban friend of mine keeps chickens in her garden and had to get rid the the cockrel rather quickly, the neighbours were complaining.. Aaaaaah, wot no Saturday lie in?
ReplyDeleteOi, achei teu blog pelo google tá bem interessante gostei desse post. Quando der dá uma passada pelo meu blog, é sobre camisetas personalizadas, mostra passo a passo como criar uma camiseta personalizada bem maneira. Até mais.
ReplyDeletebabelfish guesses that last comment to be in Portuguese and to translate to:
ReplyDeleteOi, I found yours blog for google tá well interesting... Oi, I found yours blog for google tá well interesting I liked this post. When to give gives passed for mine blog, is on personalized t-shirts, shows step by step as to create a well personalized t-shirt way. Until more.
To which one can only say, Cheers!