The three chickens (Little Honey, Grizelda and Sprints) are living the good life in the P's back yard...for now. They flew into the neighbor's yard last week and evidently she doesn't like chickens. She called the county chicken Nazis, and we are expecting a visit from the Chicken Gestapo any time...
Meanwhile, they are laying eggs pretty regularly, and Mike's favorite breakfast is now fresh scrambled eggs. It's an exciting morning when we crack open a double yolker!
So when I went to the fair yesterday, I had to snap some pix in the chicken barn:
This morning, Lucy and I (I'm babysitting this weekend) met Lorraine, Alex and Liam at "Chickenpalooza" a little fair about urban chicken-ing. Here's Al hanging with the chicks: