My sister and I moved the three toms: Wynken, Blynken and Noddy, to their new quarters on Saturday. It is nice and toasty and they have plenty of room. They also have their own feeder, which thrilled them no end. They had been intimidated by the chickens, so I don't think they were getting a whole lot to eat. They also have their own water, a nice flake of hay to keep them busy, an awesome roost (Give me five, Connie!!!) and now they have a view. They will stay securely in their hoophouse for at least a week. I'm trying my darnedest to keep them from flying up in the trees to roost at night, hoping that clipped wings and imprinting on their new home will help.
If you look closely, you can see their white tail and wing feathers - sorry for the poor quality of the shots, but it was cold outside!
Norman is wondering what fresh hell has been placed in his paddock.