After two weeks of taking residency in our bathroom, the chicks (or the Brips as I began to call them) began to develop at an extremely rapid rate. Their adult feathers and patterning began to come in and they entered a gangly, not-so-pretty phase which I coined 'Gawkward'.
The Brips quickly learned that they had wings--and took every opportunity they could to use them. They often sat on the edge of the brooder and practiced flapping while in a stationary position. It was entertaining to watch, but my motherly instincts took hold and I knew that it was almost time to move them outside into the real world--they'd grown too large for our cottage bathroom!
Homemade Ricotta: Easy, Creamy, Dreamy!
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