A 1-day old chick joined our family on our 2nd anniversary celebration. His Mother named him, Bertha, after Eartha who had just died and left her devastated ! This sweet boy grew inside the house and transitioned very soon from sleeping under heat lamps to his human parent’s bed. He grew up in the pockets of his Mother’s robes and at times she tied him to her torso with a towel as she performed her daily chores. Now he lives in the Hen-Rooster area. He breaks up fights between roosters.