Patrolling the palace grounds

It's been about a month since the girls moved into the Chicken Palace. I might be a little biased here, but it seems to me that they love it. Housing them in the barn has made chicken-keeping very convenient for me; it also means I get to spend a lot more time with them.

Me: Girls, the sun's up. Get your butts out here.

Eugenia: If we wanted an alarm clock, we'd get a rooster. 

The chickens share the front yard with Wynonna. 

To keep the peace, I turn the girls out in the morning, then Wynonna gets the afternoon shift.

Eugenia is the head hen and queen of her domain,

and Minnie is heir to the throne. Clara and Peach have been relegated to ladies in waiting.

They all act like divas, but who am I to complain when they keep me supplied with eggs?

Me: What do you think, Minnie? These might add to your star power.

Minnie: I'd prefer a pair with rhinestones.