The secret is out - I've been sussed!

 

It rained and thundered and lightening-ed the day after I arrived

 

And as you can see we were in and out of the run taking shelter.

 

Mr Lottie was very kind and chopped up some apple and pear cores and threw them out the door.

Those humans are very strange as they don't eat the core and the pips!  They must be mad!

Opps sorry I digress.

Mr and Mrs Lottie were looking out of the window watching us racing around to see who could eat the most bits.  

Mr Lottie stood there counting everyone when I ran past Daisy.  'Oh look at the state of Mary', he said.  'She's filthy.  I bet she's been rolling around in the ash by the compost bins.  I've never seen her so black'

'Hmm' said Lottie, who rushed out of the room trying not to laugh.

 

We finished eating the cores and decided to head off under the hedges out of the rain. 

 

Daisy came looking for me - I heard her calling but stayed well hidden until they all came and found me.

 

It's lovely being in a flock instead of on my own.  We have lots of fun and games and chase around after flies, and I get to eat as many worms and seeds, and veggies as I want, and I can get up and go to bed any time I like too!

  

The man that sold me to my first human mum Jilly, was told that I was a Maran (probably why I cost a lot of money), but as you can see I am a Pekin Bantam. 

 

Marans don't have lovely fluffy petticoats, or a big fluffy ball of a tail, and of course they don't have lovely fluffy boots like I have.

 

But I do have the same colouring as a Maran, so at some time one of my ancesters must have been a Maran.   The Maran breed are well known for laying deep brown eggs.  Lottie hasn't found any dark brown eggs yet, just the usual ones.

Daisy says that Pekins are the most beautiful of all the bantams, as we come in all different colours and patterns - but we do tend to go a  bit broody.  She says that so many chickens live here in Peckingham  Palace, that Mr and Mrs Lottie don't mind if we don't lay lots of eggs - they just love us for who we are.

Oh, I nearly forgot to tell you - Mary was laying an egg when Mr Lottie did his counting - but he knows about me now - as Mary came out of the nest box later, shouting out that she had laid an egg.

Mr Lottie just rolled his eyes and smiled - so I guess all's right with the world