- Nov 12, 2007
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When I was growing up our chickens prefered to sleep in the trees beside the chicken house. It did not matter if it was raining/sleeting/snowing/blowing whatever they prefered the tree. We usually let them until a coon or something would get them at night. Then we would lure them into the house for a while every night with corn until the offending coon moved on. Then it was back into the tree. And it got COLD at night in the winter. 20 below was not unusuall. They just looked like big round balls lined up on the limbs.