Look, these little chicks need names. The little buff ones are just as cute as they can be and almost exactly the copy of buff color copy paper. The little black astrolorp is a feisty little birdy…she jumps up on the water bottle but can’t always figure out how to get down. So I can’t just keep saying, “Hey Bird!”
Here are the entries to date:
Becky suggested Sasha, Malea and Michelle, thereby establishing herself as a true patriot. Since I am naming the first bee coop Barack, I’m hesitant to use more Obama names because I am afraid Steve might feel pushed to buy an alpaca and name it Sarah Palin. I can’t picture myself as a divorcee so this option just won’t work.
Steve himself suggested naming them after the Supremes. He claims to hate these girls, but he makes sure they have enough food and checks on them even more often than I do. And I’m not the one who thought up a name for them at 3:30 in the morning, thankyouverymuch.
Bethany, Becky’s daughter, came up with Original, Spicy and Extra Crispy, which has me in stitches. First of all, it’s a great witty list of names, but also the thought of me eating one of my birds just cracks me up. Not gonna happen. But these names might! Of course, I could name them Palo, Duro and Grand, but then Bethany, Becky and I would be the only ones to know why. 😉
What’s your suggestion? I’d like to have these little chickies named by dinnertime tomorrow. Get your suggestions in NOW…this is important bidness. They’re growing up so fast…