Chicks - again.

A third chicken died - just dead and stiff one morning. So I succumbed and agreed to get more. Three new - day old - black and cute as can be chicks joined the herd today. That brings us back to 7.

The kids have a new game called grasshopper soccer - they catch a grasshopper from the herb garden, pull the legs off (less than compassionate and green - I know), then give it to one of the chicks. That chick is then put back in with the others and they fight for the grasshopper - it's a bit gladiatorial but does look like they are playing soccer - and it gets rid of some grasshoppers from the garden.

Grasshopper collecting: