My poor girls are not quite as shiny now as they were when this picture was taken. Feathers are everywhere, new spiny growth is sticking out like porcupine quills, and the Ladies are down to their fluffy underdrawers.
Naked chickens, everywhere!
The annual fall molt is upon them. Poor things, they don't know whether they are coming or going. While they haven't stopped laying entirely, their egg production fluctuates from day to day--sometimes, six eggs, sometimes nine or ten. They are all eating and scurrying around like usual, but there is a touch more grumpiness and crabbiness than usual. If someone has a treat or acts like something delicious may be in a corner, another one comes over and starts a fight until she gets to have the treat for herself. Squabble squabble squabble! I'll be glad when their feathers come back in and they start acting like their peaceful selves again.
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