Here are one family of chickens, the calmer ones who don't fight as much, Hazel is the blonde-brown one (an ex-battery who everyone in the family love the most), and the three black - with orange eyebrows - are Baby (the one with the featherless backside), Macbeth (as she has the eagle-like eyes) and Mary (the motherly one).
Here is a picture I took of my Border Collie Kane, in front of the field outside our house last summer.
Here is another ex-battery, Ruth, and - with her head just showing in the photo - Dot.
My grey tabby-cross cat, Cassie, son of Jazz, pictured below. We originally thought Cassie was a girl as the vet's had told us he was, but he turned out a boy with a unfortunate girl name that stuck. Has was born with no hip sockets, which is why he is the one of two of the kittens we kept. We gave the other two kittens to good friends of ours.
Jazz, the cat who loathes her two sons. She may be the most proud-of-herself cat in the world, but her attitude makes her even more loveable :P
Jazz the grey tabby with Skip the English Toy Terrier. And no, Jazz isn't a big cat, Skip really is "toy sized" :P
My beautiful Border Collie, Kane, ready to go for a walk.
Thought Kane looked sweet in this photo :)
My favourite little dog, Skip, asking to go outside. The picture isn't upside-down, rather Skip is leaning against the door and looking up at me. <3
My group of lovely, interesting and attitude-filled ex-battery chickens <3
And again, my ex-battery chickens; Ruth, Emerald, White-ney, Mrs Cockerel, Dot, Chestnut, Kim (or little Ruth) Hazel, Red and Brittany.
Cassie-cat
Close up of Skip's face...this pic is actually bigger than his head in real life.
Beautiful Jazz :)
Hazel <3
One of the three blackrock chickens.
Ex-battery chicken not too soon after receiving them (they were in much worse condition than looking scrawny when we first saw them, for example, their eyes were bloodshot and an unhealthy red, and they hadn't adjusted to (or ever seen) sunlight.
Ex-battery chicken
Kane being cute <3
Kane smiling happily into the camera, and below, Jazz last summer.
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