Yesterday morning afforded us a little sunshine.
With more rain looming,
we decided to let the twins out for their first play date.
It was time to meet the cousins.
Getting O'Malley out of the maternity ward was a feat in itself,
but nothing a pack of Ritz crackers couldn't solve.
Although they look timid here, following closely on their Mama's heels.
The truth is, they were just staying close to breakfast.
First to check them out were Sissy and Sally.
It didn't take long until they left the safety of their Mama
and took off kicking up their heels and playing.
Once everyone got acquainted,
a nap in the sun seemed like the thing to do.
Myrtle with the triplets.
Sissy with Bert.
And the twins in Dr. Becky's loving arms...
Upon arrival back at the house,
I was greeted by this crazy crew coming out of my garage.
I can only imagine what they might have been doing in there.
They still haven't come to the realization that on the other
side of the woods is Rooster Heaven....
that is.... 60 free ranging hens.