It seems like just yesterday that our smallest chickens were just babies. Now they are almost full grown and fend for themselves. I like to call them the Three Muskateers :) When Aaron was painting the doors for our casita, a few of our chickens decided they should check the dryness level of the paint. This guy below must have thought the paint would taste good because it was all over its beak. Maybe we will call him Picasso. I am not completely sure if this guy is a boy or girl, but Picasso might work for both. Some of our other girls have white paint on their legs and/or feathers too. Silly chickens :)
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