Daily Photo No. 7: The Racist Chickens

I'm from a big, rural family. We've had a succession of semi-feral animals - rabbits, guinea pigs, cats and eventually chickens. They're mostly rescue hens plus the occasional cockerel, and they were free range until the public garden next to my mother's house claimed that the visitors didn't like their cream teas being half-inched by grounded fat beasts with the manners of seagulls. Now they have a large run in an orchard and as many worms as they can eat, and they can't terrorise the current cat any more.

Racist? The Rhode Island Reds and the Bantams won't mix. At all.