Gladys was warmly welcomed back by the flock and so happy to once again be able to bathe. My girl Gladys loves to let the dirt fly. However, it appears an uprising has been going on in the coop unbeknown to me. First Gladys spilled the beans....
Then Charlotte was more than happy to voice her opinion (by the way Charlotte completely recovered from her incident with Mr. Fox with his jaws of death. She is plump and seems no worse for wear.)
Little Henny Penny just couldn't wait to add her two cents. (Henny has completely recovered from the trauma of being hen pecked and her feathers have grown in quite nicely.)
Please do not let on to Miss Willa that I took this most undignified photo of her - she is rather modest. Someone once again has been feather pecking, this time derrieres. Three derrieres for that matter. Out comes the Blue Kote - again. I should have bought stock with this company. I informed the girl's purple feathers were hip and they would be contributing to fashion history, soon there would be purple feathers in chicken yards everywhere.