But by this time the chickens have lived with us long enough for all of them to start to look nervous and grumble under their breath when they see me coming with the camera and some demeaning object for them to model. Especially my long-suffering rooboys.
Because, you know, roosters being so impressive and grand all the time just look funnier in silly hats. Cam put his foot down and outright refused, so he caught a break this time
Then it was Milton's turn.
OK, so Milton actually dug the hat.
Burger...ah...not so much.
But to be fair that is a Brahma's facial expression 24/7, so you really don't know *what* irritates them. Although I think the little red hat is in the running.