alex, the chick magnet

So my friend Alex came over today to spend some time with the chicks, while his meema helped me get some chicken wire up in the barn. Alex is indeed a chick magnet, for the minute he showed up and opened the cage door, the chicks came running to see him. His favorite chicks that he named Jackson and Little Hawk Eyes were especially happy to see him. As I write this, Alex has a chick that is roosting on his shoulder. Of course, this particular chick has already pooped once on Alex's shoe, and another time on my backpack.

Here is a note from Alex:

Hi mom,

I have a chick on my shoulder, and I feel GOOOOOOOD.