Tracey was holding Rocky when all of a sudden Rocky started flapping her wings and hopped up on Tracey's head. Luckily she didn't try to lay an egg up there!
The chickens lay eggs every day, and the eggs are all different sizes, just like the chickens. In the other picture Tracey is holding Sara Redneck, a pretty little bantam hen who lays really tiny eggs.
I think it would be a lot of fun to have chickens. But I'm a little worried about what Marley would do. My mom has to hang on to the leash for dear life when he sees a rabbit or goose in our neighborhood.