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Heirloom Chickens: Me & Fatty

Of the four chooks we pulled from our meat chicken venture to become layers, there was one Delaware hen who was so very obviously my girl. We called her Fatty as she definitely didn't miss any meals, and as soon as she'd see me coming she'd run up to the fence in that funny chicken run we all loved to watch. She'd immediately jump up to one of the raised beds to have me pick her up and cuddle her, and it always brought sunshine to my day to have her sweetness in the garden.


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