Just have to share what I experience last night. Pretty silly, but I just thought it was so much fun:
After sundown, I wait a little while and go out to check on the girls in their coops and make sure the doors are closed (on timers).
Anyway, the big girls (19 wks old) are already in their little coop, settling in for the night, their door is closed. Alls well.
The younger girls (11 wks old) are still outside and wandering around the run.
I pull up a chair (have one of those plastic ones in the run) and sit to watch them and make sure they go into the coop for the night before their door closes.
Well, then the show begins.... lighting bugs are 'discovered' by the girls!!
I sat there for over half an hour watching them stretch, chase, jump and catch a few dozen lighting bugs. Mrs. Beasley and Sophia (the only two of the eight younger hens that I've named so far) are fastest to run after the little bugs.
It was like watching a feathered ballet with the leaps and dancing that went on.
I wonder if their poop will be flouresent?
After sundown, I wait a little while and go out to check on the girls in their coops and make sure the doors are closed (on timers).
Anyway, the big girls (19 wks old) are already in their little coop, settling in for the night, their door is closed. Alls well.
The younger girls (11 wks old) are still outside and wandering around the run.
I pull up a chair (have one of those plastic ones in the run) and sit to watch them and make sure they go into the coop for the night before their door closes.
Well, then the show begins.... lighting bugs are 'discovered' by the girls!!
I sat there for over half an hour watching them stretch, chase, jump and catch a few dozen lighting bugs. Mrs. Beasley and Sophia (the only two of the eight younger hens that I've named so far) are fastest to run after the little bugs.
It was like watching a feathered ballet with the leaps and dancing that went on.
I wonder if their poop will be flouresent?
