Ginger

As I was outside with Ronnie doing some chores, Ginger came over and sat down near my feet to pick her up. She does this at least once a day. Ronnie had not seen her do that. He could not believe his eyes. I picked her up and loved on her for a bit and then she decided she wanted down and flew away. It is such a sweet little relationship. I have never had a chicken who wanted to be held and loved, but now I do.