The chicks are two weeks old, and their down is quickly being replaced by beautifully patterned feathers. Bear, in the first picture, is looking more like a scraggly teenaged turkey than the beautiful Wyandotte that she will grow up to be. But I understand, its awkward growing up sometimes. They spent an afternoon outside in the coop the other day where they were able to practice scratching for bugs in real dirt, and give their their growing wings a try. They’re turning out to be a great little chickens.