Our pullet Rhode Island Reds are almost six months old and will be laying big, brown eggs soon.
When we were on the way to get them last December, I thought of really cute coppery names for them, but the ones we picked are identical twins. We waited and waited to find something – anything – that would help us tell them apart, so we could call them by name. It took three months and this photo captures it. One of them has a habit of standing on one leg. And her legs are a brighter shade of yellow. She’s also the one who chases the doves out of the yard, that pecking order thing again. Didn’t matter – it was too late. They are one name. Lizzard twins. A closer inspection reveals a creature from prehistoric times.
Good readers, these chickens are creepy, but our beautiful buffs don’t seem to notice. Now that everyone’s all grown up in size, this little group gets along very well. You can see one of the buffs and the other Lizard Twin having a morning at the dirt spa in the photo.
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