Yep. One chicken.
She was a gift. She got dropped off here yesterday and she’s making herself at home.
Would you believe this is the first animal I’ve had since the 5 goldfish I named after thewhen I was 10? I’m calling her Sola (Spanish for alone or only one).
Sola was a backyard chicken. She had some friends in her previous home, but predators got them . We’ll have to find her some new friends.
She gave us a lovely brown egg today. Just enough for Ephraim’s breakfast tomorrow! Graham had an idea to take a picture of this cracked egg tomorrow and then compare it to her eggs in a few weeks to see if her improved diet of more fresh grass has made the yolks any darker — and therefore higher quality. We’ll have to do that.