It’s really sort of a shame that their mouths have that permanent grimace. It makes them look always ranging from grumpy to homicidal!
Trudy’s a hatchery Rock, and some of her should-be black feathers are more of a deep charcoal brown. She’s definitely a character. She has really grown on me during the last few months though, as the younger two have been integrating. She’s always seemed several ants short of a picnic, but somehow she has weathered her unexpected molt well, much calmer than usual, and even laying.
Sometimes I have to remind myself to be open to surprise!