Ladies With An Attitude

I know Brain, another chicken post.  I can't help it.  I love those little feathery poof balls.  Today Dawn stood outside the back door and shouted.  So I went out and picked her up and brought her inside for a tour.  Her eyes went wide as saucers.  Formerly, Fingers was the only chicken who had ever been "inside the big house," due to his injury that needed treating.  Dawn gazed around in "wide wonder" not making a sound.  I took the Quinoa out of the fridge, she forgot about everything else, and enjoyed the treat while I held her.  Once she finished I put her down outside and she immediately flounced off to brag to the other girls.



I am amazed that creatures who have no means of making facial ques; no eyebrows to raise, no smile lines to crinkle, not even a flexible mouth, are such expressive creatures.  You don't believe me?  Check out the samples below.

Iskra is Slightly Sad.

Dawn is Puzzled.

Jayne is Insulted.