chickens
Meet Mansita, my hefty hen, and Perõcho, the featherweight layer
Meet Mansita, my hefty hen, and Perõcho, the featherweight layer. Perõcho has been a skinny little thing since she was a chick, almost no feathers, like a plucked mini-meal. She finally grew her plumage back, but she's still a one-kilo wisp no matter how much she eats. Mansita, on the other hand, was born looking like a little loaf of bread and has only gotten rounder. At two and a half kilos of golden feathers, she's basically a feathered dumpling. I love them both, but watching them side by side is pure cluck-tastic comedy. It reminds me of our "Bench hens" story, some birds just perfect the art of doing nothing together, and these two are masters.
