Instead of the two or three, we came home with a bunch. They're quite unique. The one we named Kramer has feathers that grow upside down? Inside out? I don't know. We also named all of these; I wasn't lying about being crazy. (Penelope, Daisy, Khaleesi, Sam(antha) I Am, Franklin, Ariel, Kramer.) The older gals seem wary but mostly leave them alone, the four of them hang out in whatever corner is opposite the new chicks.