Well finally we tracked some down in Enfield. They are no particular breed as far as I know, mother & 2 daughters. They settled into ripping up the grass, and enjoyed the kitchen scraps, especially as I put in a treat of some fresh grapes! When I got home from work they were sorting out the sleeping arrangements.
At present they are quiet, they make funny little whirring noises! Mother was checking out the planes overhead but seeing as they are not competitors for the tucker, she has relaxed!
No, I do not know what their names are yet, I am sure they will tell me soon!
3 comments:
What beautiful chickens. I am excited for you all!
Are these talking chickens? Truly ... I read somewhere that there are chickens that do talk, but they only talk if you say the magic words Speak chicken speak speak with yer beak.
Delighted for you! What a lovely life they are going to have. I'll check how much 'chook' you can speak when we next meet.
Gwen
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