Silver Laced Wyandottes

Penelope and Felicity are eighteen-weeks old silver laced wyandottes. They arrived this morning in a cat carrier, and are now pottering around in the chicken coup in my garden. Our older hen, Joyce, who's an ISA brown, is a bit stroppy right now - marching up and down the run and clucking loudly - but she'll settle down once the pecking order has been negotiated.

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Sparroweye said…

I love them. So gorgeous looking. Ralph says he wants just plain brown chickens. I would like Rhode Island Reds or very broody ones.

14 October 2011 at 18:36

Adele Cosgrove-Bray said…

By "broody" do you mean a hen which lays eggs regularly? Many breeds lay one egg a day - but a broody hen is one who sits on her nest for weeks and thinks barren eggs are going to hatch.

14 October 2011 at 21:29

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