I woke up this morning to the first snow of the year. Everything was so quiet and so white: just how a first snow should be.
Exactly how much snow did we get? One Poquita's height worth. (About 8 inches) :-)
It was Poquita, Neckie, Gertrude, and Honey Sunshine's first time playing out in the snow! Poor Neckie (still missing most of her feathers) came outside SHIVERING and ate snow by the beak-full while standing on one foot (that's right - a chicken/turkey that looks like an ostrich and stands like a flamingo). Fluffy Honey didn't understand why she was so cold and scratched around to fine some green grass.
Speckles is just plain miserable. He insists the snow is my fault and hasn't stopped complaining. He wasn't even happy when I brought out a loaf of stale bread for a treat because he doesn't like to eat it when it has snow on it. Nothing like a picky rooster.
He gathered up a few of the more adventurous girls (and Poquita, who will do anything to be near me) to inspect my shoveling job. I don't take their lack of enthusiasm personally - it's pretty hard to impress chickens in a snow storm.