In the early afternoon it's time for a snack for the little ones. My teenagers haven't gone back to school yet, so we sit in the patio with badminton rackets at the ready. When we hear the low hum of the beetle-bomber coming in we go on alert. If we are quick enough we can bat him right out of the air and he is stunned long enough to pick him up and pop him into the run for snacktime! I never thought that raising chickens would be so entertaining and fun!
