Meat chicks have arrived. They are getting acquainted with their new surroundings. New grass, bugs, flowers, they spent more time exploring than eating the store-bought chicken food.
The herd watched us load in the chicks. They were not impressed. “What about me? What about our needs???” The bellowed. But, quickly found other grass to chew on.
The chicks were impressed with the choice of food on offer. Now we move them once or twice a day. They always have access to green. They never run around in brown, dusty dirt.