Day One

Early A.M. We drove to the post office without waiting for them to call us. Found the lobby closed. Followed a worker to the back entrance & pleaded our way inside. Yes, they had our box, right there by the door: "peep! peep!" Box of chicks rode home on R.'s lap. We were so excited!
Got home: 32 chicks (one deceased). Four are clearly Polish, with their pale yellow tophats. One really, really weird girlie; she has no fuzz on her neck, up to the ears. A Google search told us she is a Turken, a breed from Transylvania. So, I (D.H.) insist that she will be named Elvira, after the cheesy 1980's comedianne. R. is not familiar with Elvira, but goes along with the name. One chick named, "only 30" to go!