When it’s really cold like it is this week, I take pity on my poor little chickens and make them a nice warm batch of oatmeal. They figured out quickly that it was their favorite thing in the whole world. Watching them gobble it down always makes me laugh, and it is literally gone in sixty seconds. Cooper, the rooster, is so polite with his girls that he can’t seem to squeeze himself in there to get a single bite.
Click here for a little video if you would like to watch them. (Let me know if it works, because I can’t view it on my own computer.) I timed it, and a minute later here is a picture of the happy chickens and empty bowl.