The most mature looking of my EE pullets has been acting wierd today.
I had the feeling she was about to pop her first egg out. First thing in the morning she thought about hopping in the set of nestboxes on the side of the coop but then didn't.
Then at about 1 PM I heard a squawka-a-doodle in the side yard and went out. It was her, on the wrong side of the fence. I wondered if she had just layed an egg in the pavilion we keep the mower in, but I couldn't find it. So I herded her back into the back yard and closed the gate and watched as the hopped up on the picnic table and investigated the community nest.
Then I went in to get chicken feed and came back out to find her perched on the fence ready to go into the front yard. So once again I got her back in the back. She went inside the coop, into the little run and started mingling with the flock again. I put the feed away and took a phone call. I went back out and started looking for her, and couldn't find her. Then my neighbor informed me one of my chickens was in his yard, or had been. I spotted her in the side yard again. She went into a weedy area, then under the trailer. I said no, not and approved nest! I reached under the trailer and she scooted out the other side. I went around and she scooted back under the trailer.
I eventually decided to let her have her little victory. At least I know where to look when I see her out again.
I had the feeling she was about to pop her first egg out. First thing in the morning she thought about hopping in the set of nestboxes on the side of the coop but then didn't.
Then at about 1 PM I heard a squawka-a-doodle in the side yard and went out. It was her, on the wrong side of the fence. I wondered if she had just layed an egg in the pavilion we keep the mower in, but I couldn't find it. So I herded her back into the back yard and closed the gate and watched as the hopped up on the picnic table and investigated the community nest.
Then I went in to get chicken feed and came back out to find her perched on the fence ready to go into the front yard. So once again I got her back in the back. She went inside the coop, into the little run and started mingling with the flock again. I put the feed away and took a phone call. I went back out and started looking for her, and couldn't find her. Then my neighbor informed me one of my chickens was in his yard, or had been. I spotted her in the side yard again. She went into a weedy area, then under the trailer. I said no, not and approved nest! I reached under the trailer and she scooted out the other side. I went around and she scooted back under the trailer.
I eventually decided to let her have her little victory. At least I know where to look when I see her out again.
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