Most of the flock are moulting, some more than others. I wondered if the moult might account for Maggie and Punk being so bad tempered. After all, growing new feathers takes a lot out of them. On top of that, both Punk and Rebecca are continuing to lay eggs, when normally this function would stop.
We've been putting apple cider vinegar in their water, to give them a bit of a boost. However, I decided to give them some organic live plain yoghurt so they'd all be getting extra protein.
They've not had it before, so I wasn't sure whether they'd eat it or not. I needn't have bothered worrying. They decided I had produced the nectar of the gods for them, and absolutely loved it.
Most of them ate it the same way they would eat seeds, but not Rebecca. She licked lots of it into her beak, then raised her head and let it slide down her throat with a look of sheer ecstacy on her face. Good, good, good. Hopefully she'll soon start getting a covering of feathers on her face so that she stops resembling a mini-vulture.
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