There's 16!

I haven't managed to get any good pictures of the pile of guinea chicks.What I have is a rolls worth of pictures of guinea butts disappearing into the grass, maybe a glimpse of keets following behind. I've seen them!  I've surprised them, walking out with a bucket of food (no camera), and the guineas will be in town.  One hen rises to her feet and all the little keets tumble around her legs, like someone dumped out a salad bowl of chicks, and then they scramble into the grass or bushes.It's easy to watch them as a group - the adults stick out, but the chicks themselves are still so tiny they vanish in the weeds and can best be perceived by the grass rustling above them.They're amazing parents.  Now we're not sorry to have so many cocks.  They seem to be paired up (one cock went out to get the Lady of the Woods, one coaxed coop mama out), so one cock still needs a lady, but all five travel in a tight bunch, all obviously involved in chickcare - education, herding, and retrieval.The keets don't distinguish between mothers.  They move in one crowd, and all go under one hen for warming and nighttime.  16 of them!  I can't tell the hens apart to look at them, so we don't know if it's always the same hen settling on them, but my guess is that they share the job.  The keets and hen settle down in the grass at night, and until last night, the rest of the flock stayed with her.  Last night, the others all got up on the coop.  Which raises a problem:  What happens when 16 chicks are capable of flying up to roost on the coop!?HW calls the one hen Mama Missile Launcher.  She's a grass torpedo.  It may be either hen any given time, but it's always a hen that launches an attack if you get too close.  Charge!  Very scary.  I had picked up the little spinaround keet that got left behind and brought it closer to the group, when the mom charged me, flying right at my face.  I blocked with my arms, and she went over my head, thumping me on the noggin with her feet as she went.  Whapwhapwhap!  I hope the little dizzy chick made it, because I haven't been involved since.