I took a bite of the apple, then spit the piece into my hand. I broke it up into small pieces and threw them on the ground in front of Kitty Anne. She looked like she could use a treat.
Kitty Anne was the first one out of the coop this morning. When she shook, her moulting feathers fell around her.
she’s looking a bit scrawny, but she still has attitude. After all, she doesn’t know what she looks like. To her she may as well still be dressed in her feathery finery.
Oh what a sweet and somewhat forlorn face! I can really see her personality in the third photo.
:)