They grow up so quickly. It seems like just yesterday that the chicks came to Bunbury in their little box, cheeping little balls of feather. Today, Peter took the chicks out to the coop for their first visit to their new digs. Lots of netting and chicken wire protects them from any predators, but even with preparations we took them inside for the night.
Butters understand her job as protector of the chicks, and they all seemed to be very happy to see that she was on the other side of the fencing.
Peter has a magical touch with the chickens, and most animals. It really is something to see how they let him handle and protect them.
They are not so charmed by Jim.