Bump for growing chicks. Still got 8 happy and healthy peckerwoods.

These things grow like weeds! Such messy little creatures. Eat. Poop. Scratch. Sleep. Repeat.

They are definitely starting to chill out and see me as friend and not foe. The "hand of certain doom" is now more of a curiosity than a threat and they are learning it brings tasty treats instead of death.

Just a couple more weeks and they should be ready for the great outdoors.