our seven week old chicks have been doing great in their new coup, the back room in the old house until tonight when we had a terrific storm. My DH and I had been to town. I went out to check on the chicks and they were all crowded in one corner between the plastic trashcan that holds their food and the wall. I turned on the light, they had just graduated to "no light at night", and took a head count. That was when I discovered one missing. I searched the dark corner and found one lying on the floor where they had been piled up. I was so upset thinking she was dead as she never moved at all even when I touched her. I finally reached down to pick up her body when she moved. My DH looked at her and said he thought she might have had the air knocked out of her as she was soon up running around. I learned my lesson!! I moved the trashcan so if they did go to the corner they would have plenty of room and would not be piled up upon one another. Needless to say, I left the light on for tonight and may do so whenever it storms now and hope we don't lose power. That was a frightening experience.
