Just over a month ago someone from RedCliff Ascent gave me six Rhode Island Red pullets. Their coloring is so much alike that it is hard to tell them apart. Three of the pullets will allow me to touch them, and three will not. They remind me of my brother Warren's chicken, Chipper. I haven't named them yet, but one will soon have a name - she always attack my shoe strings of the tie at the bottom of my pants. These chickens are penned behind the big cargo box. It will be at least another month before they will start laying eggs. Anyone want to come over for an omlet?
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