Say “cheese omelette”
Hahahaha.
Okay, lousy photo right now, but never fear, I am sure we will get many many many more in the days to come. We got six Barred Rock pullets & they are currently in a bin, under a heat lamp, in our bathroom. We’ll probably move them to the living room tonight, but we wanted to put them in a small space with a door until we can get a screen over the top of the bin. I forgot to ask how old these were.
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They are just so utterly adorable at that age. Then they turn into chicken teenagers and look scrawny and geeky and ugly; you can see the dinosaur in them. Then they grow up. Then they give you eggs.
Breads and cakes use eggs, too.
Frittattas.
Quiche.
And you can sell them to friends and take them as gifts to families and dinner parties and whatnot. The eggs, that is, not the chicks.
:D
Mmmm….. fresh eggs…. I agree with OM!
Don’t forget French Toast……..
Soooo cute!!!!