|Some of my flock, and Hannibal the Araucana|
I kept one cockerel and the pullet, and the other cockerel met his demise as eagle food at my local wildlife refuge. He was crowing at 10 weeks old...at the very annoying time of 5am!
|There are eyes in there somewhere!|
|Despite his name, he is really friendly...except to my toes!|
|Such a pretty little thing.|
|Is it a trap? Showing how wary she is of me and my camera.|