What an adorable little garment! What a sweet little . . . apron? It looks like an apron, but it's not big enough for a human. It's more the size of a . . . chicken.
I can see this is going to take some explaining.
Meet Broken Feathers.
Broken Feathers is one of our original Buff Orpington pullets, raised from a day-old chick. From her earliest days as an egg-laying hen she has been the favourite (amorously speaking) of first Pee-Wee and then Hector. As a result, the feathers on her back have been gradually broken and worn away, so that now she is practically naked.
Naturally Kim started to worry, especially since the rooster spurs that caused the problem in the first place have started to scratch Broken Feather's bare skin. Miriam, her sewing machine, and this pattern to the rescue.
So no, it's not an apron - it's a saddle! And just in case you are tempted to put this in the same category as those ridiculous outfits people buy for their purse-sized dogs, please remember it has a purpose and a function.
I think the denim blue nicely sets off Broken Feather's pink comb and wattles, but Broken Feathers herself isn't quite sure what to make of it.