When I opened the kiln this morning, I was more than pleased to see that the little chicks and puking hens made it through the glaze firing! I even made a few multi-colored “eggs” with the left over parts. The irony of today is, I have a real hen in a cat carrier in the house because she hurt her leg this morning and to protect her from the other hens—Hens are notorious to peck an injured bird.
Wow, great post.