Baby Chicks are no longer babies...
We've gone through the awkward partially feathered stage, and now just look like mini adults, from now on it's all about getting bigger.
This is Big Bird. Sex unkown, but possibly a cockerel, mostly based on beahviour, Polish chickens don't have wattles, and of course he's a cross between a Polish and my Pekin cockerels. He's so like Cav, sometimes I have to do a second take, everything from the mannerisms, to the head movements.
There's even a few white patches on his plummage.
The bird in the foreground is most definitely a cockerel, he's even been caught trying out a few experimental (very pathetic) crows! We've called him Millar, partly as it keeps with my cycling name theme, but also because it goes very well with his sister Dusty.
She was being camera shy this morning, but as you can see, I have yet another ridiculous chicken on my hands. She's ended up being Dusty because she looks exactly like a feather duster with a head poking out of the top!