Dinosaurs in the backyard

I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned that we have chickens. But…we have chickens. I love them (and hate them). They do provide some entertainment and lots of eggs, but they can stick a bit, and be noisy (and down-right dangerous if you make them mad).

In the paleontological community, there is very little debate that modern birds are direct descendents of the dinosaurs. And if you sit and watch the chickens for a while, you can believe it.

So, we have dinosaurs in our backyard. We like them. Turns out they’re pretty hard to photgraph, but I think I got decent shots of most of them anyway. Here are some photos.

Rosey is the matriarch. She’s the oldest, having already survived one winter here.

We have a couple of roosters, Bruce and Rocky:

And a few of our hens:

We also have a Buff Chanticler (Buffy) and a White Leghorn (Leggy). Yes, sometimes the naming isn’t all that creative. I couldn’t get anything but blurry photos of those girls, so I didn’t include any. Maybe I will at a later date.

In the meantime, now you’ve met most of our dinosaurs. They’re silly little birds, but we enjoy them. And they can be rather pet-like. This is what happens whenever I walk past the group:

We love our girls and hope you enjoy them too!