Gertrude and Olive are now living in the elements (and my bathroom is the better for it). We've got them in a run, inside the run, so as to allow them to get to know their new family. Caramel, who is the chicken at the bottom of the pecking order, is delighted to have someone else to boss around. So she paces the cage, waiting to get in and make her presence felt. The chicks are clever enough to give her a wide berth. Here is a pic of Gertrude, who is clearly not a Brown Leghorn as advertised, but who is growing into a big, healthy White Leghorn.