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| Lucy is my favorite. She is very friendly and follows Keats and I around practically everywhere. She's made it into the house a number of times, always to be kicked out a second later. She is the easiest to handle and loves to be stroked even when she's just on the ground. |
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| Rose is Lucy's more elegant and dramatic sister. She follows Lucy around but is much more shy with people. She is very smart and knows which side her bread is buttered on. I usually find her following Keats (with his pockets full of scratch) or between my feet as I move things around in the yard. |
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| Cider is Birch's favorite. She is extremely adventurous and is most often off by herself in some strange, not-for-chickens type place, like the roof or a window box. We don't worry for her though. She takes care of herself quite well. |
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| Poppy is almost always in a state of agitation. When she's not in the nesting box for hours on end she's hopping around the yard unable to decide whether to avoid the roosters or follow them around constantly. She's a troubled soul, but we love her. I'm pegging her to go broody first. |
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| Dew is flighty and mysterious. When startled she walks backwards. She'll accept just about anyone's company except that of her sister, Sylvia. She is always the first to partake in the worms and bugs uncovered by relocated containers and straw bales. |
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| Sylvia is straight up crazy. Dark and moody and nearing the bottom of the pecking order, she flutters about the yard with Poppy, the both of them squawking and over-reacting to just about everything. She also walks backwards when startled. |
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| Quince is even-tempered but not exactly friendly. She's more likely to just stay out of your way. She's opportunistic and clever. She took the longest to convince that the nesting boxes, instead of the bushes, was the best spot to lay her eggs. I'm not totally sold that she doesn't still lay a few outside the coop, but I'm not about to go search for them. |
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| Ronin is Keats' favorite. Keats learned his name first, followed by Lucy. He is surprisingly friendly for a rooster. He's a lovely leader and protector. He has made his way up in the world, taking over top rooster from his counterpart, Shogun, despite having fully matured later. |
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| Shogun has made my "list" a couple of times by attacking me when I pick up his ladies. He pulled my finger and twisted it out of joint once. He seems to think the only thing the hens need protection from is me; not the hawks or Olive Dog, just me. I am dangerous. I admit that I get scared when trying to take his picture. |
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| Jane is shy and a bit of a dunce. Whenever the flock startles and flies across the yard, she never follows. She mosies about eating with her head down then flies in a panic toward the nearest chicken a few minutes later. If one of our flock gets "taken," it'll be her. She's a great layer and is on good terms with everyone in the flock. |
