Silver Laced Wyandotte baby chicks. Are there any two words cuter than "baby chick"? Can't you just feel their sweet little fluff right now?
Barred Plymouth Rocks...be still my heart!
My evil plan: raise them at the Queen Mother's house and steal occasionally accept some extra eggs. She'll have to deal with all the chickenpoop the added advantage of onsite high-quality manure. She has the space and free lumber from her fence replacement. It's the perfect match.