The Baby survived an entire harrowing day with me out in the runs. He was chased by the Barred Rock and Aracauna hens and even menaced by the baby Cayuga duckling. He did find time to eat grass and take a dust bath. I took this pic last night when he was safe and sound with his younger compadres. He seems to get along best with the Eastern Wild Turkeys who have been flying up on the roof of the house. I have to get the netting finished. About a dozen years ago, I lost four or five I hatched due to them joining up with the local EWTs. The locals are now coming all the way up to the house to call the two in the runs. The current wild group is three adults and five juveniles. There is a larger flock of 21 but I haven't seen them in a week. I had one EWT, again a dozen years ago, who moved in with neighbor chickens a mile down the road. She became broody and hatched a clutch chicken eggs which she has been doing ever since. She stopped her wandering ways and still lives with the neighbors.