Hurricane’s over. The three are back to trying to sleep in the tree. SO stubborn.
It’s cooling off at nights, so it’s good time for the hens to grow their feathers back. It’s such a relief when they start to refeather, because they go naked for what seems like terribly long, and it looks so uncomfortable I worry, and then one day, they come out in little spikes all over that unroll into feathers.
There was a Silkie, I forget her name- she was a ragged half naked mess from the time she got here. She never had her feathers sorted out. Over a year. She raised two sets of babies and I thought that’s just who she was, that she was going to look like a worn-out dish rag forever. Then one day, poof, feathers inbound! And now I can’t pick her out of the lineup. She looks completely normal.
There’s a Brahma re-feathering, Velvet is no longer naked, phew!, and this is Sidewinder. She hasn’t been the cringy slinker that she was in the winter- her behaviour has been more confident. Maybe it was the friendship. She’s a Grandma now – the Sidekick grew up to be Ghost. She’s so old and has been defeathered since last summer! I always find reasons to imagine they won’t ever grow back, then they look renewed out of nowhere.Perchick remains looking painfully cold and naked. It’s almost sweater weather if she doesn’t pincushion out soon.