Whenever I contemplate re-learning to knit, I wonder what I would do with the products of my busy hands. Nobody needs more knitted scarves. My sweaters would be full of irregular lumps and gaping holes, since I have no reason to believe my knitting skills will have improved since childhood. Now, however, there is someone who would wear what I knitted and never complain about its appearance.
Naked chickens need sweaters.
As the chickens walk around the yard in their new sweaters, they utter bewildered-sounding whines. This is normal and it's one of the things I like about chickens. I am often bewildered, too.
Here are more photos and a pattern. Now, what's the cuteness rating?