Well this evening I went to see how DH was doing with the broody cage. I looked around and couldn't find him, so I went into the chicken coop. When I got ready to leave I realized I was locked in

, so since I have very small fingers, I was able to get out after much yelling and fumbling. Then I realized I was locked in the chicken yard

, this time I didn't bother to yell, I just fumbled my way out and went to the back door, only to find it locked

. I had to go to the front door and bang on the door knocker to get in. DH asked where I had been.
