Brill. I had a pet bantam hen called Blackie when I was wee. We had loads of other chickens but she was special. She used to just sit on my shoulder for hours, perfectly happy, and follow me around the field for hours. I still remember the satisfying 'whoomph' noise you'd get from the feathers when you'd pick her up.
Brill. I had a pet bantam hen called Blackie when I was wee. We had loads of other chickens but she was special. She used to just sit on my shoulder for hours, perfectly happy, and follow me around the field for hours. I still remember the satisfying 'whoomph' noise you'd get from the feathers when you'd pick her up.