Back in late April, I posted a photo of a tiny chicken I rescued after it fell out of the nest and looked to be dead, ice cold, pecked by the other chooks and laying in the sawdust. I put it under a light for a few hours then later that night, even though it hadn’t improved very much, placed it back under the mother who was sitting on the rest of the eggs. I expected to find it dead in the morning but instead it was chirping brightly 🙂 I named it Anzac for its spirit and hatch date but had no idea whether it was a hen or rooster.
And . . . here she is . . . the beautiful Frizzle hen in the foreground. Just five months old and she’s just laid her first egg 🙂