That is what we had a month or so ago. Fifteen peeping balls of yellowish fuzz. Oh, so cute. Now, they are chickenish teenagers, scruffy half-feathered squawkers nearly ready to meet the rest of the ...
Peep this spot. Plucking awesome. Im-peck-ably good. Pushing the hen-velope. Flock stars. OK, got all the chicken puns out. Yes, Little Chicken opened last May, but it’s so damn good and so much fun ...