March 16, 2011

there's always one

Nate and his favorite girl.

At this age, the girls are used to us being around but they're still pretty frightened by us big, tall humans. With each batch of new hens, there's always one that's extra friendly and curious. One that befriends us before the others do.

This little girl though, she just wanders right up to us, we crouch down and she jumps into our hand, walks up our arm, and perches on our shoulder.

Yep, she's the one.

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