Saturday, July 23, 2011

I guess we'll start with the boy... Po Po



My friend suggested that I highlight a chicken each week. So I've taken pictures of the majority of them and I'll post one every week (or try to).


Isn't he just lovely! He is the most skiddish one of the group. He won't let me pick him unless I corner him and grab him. This morning as I was feeding them, he charged me and pecked my foot...just a little blood spot. This is the same little chick who would cry and cry because he was cold and wanted someone to hold him and blow warm air on him or tuck him in your pocket. He was not even content under the heat lamp. He always wanted to be by a chicken or held. Funny little boy.

2 comments:

  1. YOu didn't really tell why his name is Po Po.

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  2. ok...I will tell YOu. His name is PoPo because I like to name my chickens (sometimes) to help me remember their breed. In an earlier post I said that PoPo was a Polish. You get it? Po-lish...and even more now that he is a boy...he's the police of the crew in the back yard. (hehe)

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