Well, that was the plan.
This morning was lovely with warm sunnyspells.
Betty and Peggy were happily pottering in the garden.
When something caught Peggy's eye and she was off - with intent!
I looked to see what she was after. And saw a little ginger speck by the wood-shed.
Having headed off the thugs and diverted them with mealworms I turned round to find it was the boldest one with the smallest comb that I've been identifying as 'the minnie one'. Seems that she's now Minnie the Minx.We have minnie comb, floppy comb and perky comb so goodness knows how the other names will develop.
I was delighted when she came directly to me.
She wouldn't come right up but she obviously already identifies me as 'safe' which is good. Then the sun came out again and she went straight back to her spot and laid down in it.
This is her first sun-bathing session.
This is what makes having ex-battery hens so rewarding.
Meanwhile Betty waits for another opportunity...