Things seem to be getting better in the henyard. I haven't been able to babysit all week, but last night everyone went to bed without my help. Today, they're actually sharing space in the yard and hanging out under the rosebush together. (That was always Chickpea's and Porkchop's place. I'm so glad she's sharing it. For a while, she'd chase them out of there.)
I gave them some leftover pasta, which they loved. Spaghetti, in chicken language, basically translates into "OMG BIGGEST TASTIEST WORM EVAR!!"
White chicken is still at the bottom of the pecking order, but I think she's figuring out ways around it. While cinnamon chicken and Chickpea ate happily, white chicken noticed that I'd left the bowl of pasta sitting on the arm of the chair. (Winston, my big cat, was looking on with feigned disinterest. He was pissed because he wanted some pasta too.)
If they are allowed, it will be a chicken girlzone. Is that common?
Yeah, roosters are almost universally banned within city limits. The 4 a.m. wakeup calls are more than most neighbors are willing to put up with. Plus -- and I don't mean to offend any of the XYs among us -- they're totally unnecessary in a backyard flock.