These feathered friends are only seven weeks old
and destined for the pot come Easter.
Thankfully the kids adopted a "no-naming" policy , although I admit to being rather partial to their clumsy personalities.
They are lovely birds,
large, docile and friendly.
Huge eaters and drinkers.
In fact they fit in quite well here.
Bred and selected specifically for their ability to convert feed to meat, their rate of growth is astounding.
Looking forward to coq au vin, chow mein and southern fried chicken on the Autumn menu.