Sing It Sister!

There have been 3 new additions to my mad flock of chickens. 

One of the perils of hatching your own eggs is that you never know what you'll end up with, so you might just end up with lots of boys who mooch about the place, get in to scraps, and do nothing but eat (sound familiar?)

So far I've been a bit unlucky with my egg hatching, the first clutch was 2 girls and a boy, then last year I ended up with 3 boys... And of course the 2 who are no longer with us were both girls as well, so all in all the flock composition was a little boy heavy.

That's where these 3 beautiful black ladies come in. As my grey chickens get older they're laying less egss, and they also means more girls to go round and keep the cockerels happy. 

They started off by being Boyo's little group of girls, and he did a wonderful job of introducing them to the delights of our free-range garden. Unfortunately they've decided he's a bit old for them, and they're now firmly part of Big Bird and Dusty's hareem. Penny is most happy, because until then she'd had 2 cockerels "taking care" of her...