Thursday J took the chicks out of the coop, and put them through their paces.
First around obstacle #1 a random piece of wood.
go chickie go...
Then he decided a race was in order, but the video is not cooperating in uploading. You'll just have to trust me that it was cute.
Some could not be torn away from the feed trough, even though there were curious moments.
And then there is poor #31. You can see her on the end.
Her poor little legs are not quite able to hold her up.
We think the daily exercise is helping.
By Sunday afternoon there was talk about maybe ending her misery, but then almost as if she knew what the discussion was about, she gimped across the garden where they all frolicked and played for about three hours while I worked on getting things ready for spring.
I've contacted Shriner's, but they have not yet returned my call.