
The girls really liked the goats, and as you can see, the feeling was mutual. Nell and Mojo ate out of the girls hands and ran with them all around their little pen.
This chicken is very friendly and will let you hold her for awhile. About 15 minutes was her limit, which is an awful lot longer than I've ever held a chicken.
Perhaps the most exciting part, we were sent home with a dozen of these beauties. None of them are white, they are all shades of cream and brown, except for the pale green one just left of Gretchen's hand. She kept trying to have the green one and the small cream one in the corner switch places, apparently the colors were off balance or something.
While we were there, three of the eggs were freshly laid and Gretchen kept trying to put them back in the laying boxes. She was awfully worried that they would hatch at home. A couple of them will be made into banana bread in a little while, I'm sure she'll be relieved.



