Beauty Pageant Hen

This is Betsy. She is an Americana, born in the USA. Quite the most beautiful hen in the run, she will not deign to associate with me. When she was a chick, I thought she was skitty, but now I believe she finds me repellent in my gaudy hot pink sweatshirt. So unsubtle.

Sporting exquisite feathers with  magnificent shading, she would be a prize-winner in any show. Even her feet are an unusual gray-green.

 Betsy is now producing the most gorgeous eggs of all. She was only in the house one day when she was a chick, but she apparently remembered the color of my living room walls. She has the true artist's eye.