The four middle chicks are kinda loners. A little little chicken gang.On the left is a Silkie cross. She’s experiencing the unfortunate phenomenon of her friends all growing up faster than she is. Her growth has stalled.Caped crusader on the right. The four of them are very attached to each other, and haven’t become latched on to either flock of grown chickens. Their preference so far is to be in the greenhouse with all the babies, but I often put them outside, where they just pal around with each other. They’ve found a great place to simultaneously shelter and lounge.Meanwhile, inside the greenhouse: Oh, they love a good haybale. The little dominoes are so cute. They’re turning into Barred rocks, apparently.I’m here too! Happy Thanksgiving! Turkey impression!