When I was a teenager, back when dirt was new, I participated in more than one chinese fire drill. For those of you that don't know what I'm talking about, wikipedia describes a chinese fire drill as: a gag performed by a vehicle's occupants when stopped at a traffic light, especially when there is a need to change drivers or procure something from the trunk: Before the light changes to green, each occupant gets out, runs around the vehicle, and gets back inside (but not necessarily in their original seat). If one of the participants lags, the others may drive off without them. Figuratively, a Chinese fire drill is an actespecially, any large, ineffective, and chaotic exerciseby a group of individuals that accomplishes nothing. So I go out to lock my chickens up tonight with a head swimming from taking some sudafed for a head cold. I open the human door to the big coop and chase the one hen "Thelma" that was still hanging around outside the coop through the doorway. While I was doing that, Rosie the minorca flies up to the top of the door. I set Thelma down on a roost and reach up to get Rosie down so I can close the door. While I was getting Rosie down, Thelma runs back out the door. Chase Thelma in, Rosie flies up to the door again. THREE MORE TIMES we repeat this process. Finally I got smart, hey it happens. After Thelma ran out for the umptenth time I got Rosie down and then stepped out, quickly closing the door behind me. I then went around to the side of the coop, opened the pop door and chased Thelma in. Get all the way back up to the house before I realized that I had completely forgotten to lock up the other coop. Chickens.