We welcomed a new creature to our menagerie at the weekend- a Bantam chicken, courtesy of Freecycle. Chickens (like humans) are not good when isolated and alone- they need company, so the wonderful Freecycle in this instance acted as a kind of dating agency (in a platonic kind of way you understand.)
She came to us named Sugar, but we renamed her Bandit, as she proved to be rather tougher than our last surviving chicken. The first thing that chickens do when they meet each other (Also like we humans) is to jostle for position- to measure their worth in the pecking order of life.
Thankfully, after a few flying feathers and odd pecked eye, things have settled down to some kind of communality. Whether you could call it friendship I am not sure. I do not speak chicken.
Here she is, mid peck…