Alcatraz

Sylvester is equally displeased with the changes in the chicks. They used to be morsal-sized temptations and now they are alarmingly large and, worst of all, confident.

And this one, perhaps still feeling the pain of losing his lil brother to what we humans refer to as "pasty butt", is the emergent leader with decidedly Machiavellian tendencies (see this as proof).

Next on the agenda is Building a Chicken Coop. Chickens have far more complex needs than ducks (who can sleep on the pond perfectly well if they have to to avoid tom cats) because chickens need to nest, need to roost and need a sand pit to roll around in. They are also unlikely to take on a raccoon or hawk the way to ducks will, and so need secure housing. Right now I am at the planning stages. Production is slated to begin next weekend.