I’d like to note for the record what I think is a sign of chicken intelligence. To me, it seems as though my salmon girls have worked out that if they want something, they holler and I come running. To be let out of the coop in the morning and have access to the food? Just start yelling! (They haven’t worked out the treadle feeder yet though

). Want to go bed and have someone open the roof for them? Alarm call! Although they showed their problem-solving skills the other night; it had got quite dark before I noticed, so I went outside and looked in the new house. Only Tegan was in there. So I checked the old house; they had decided they were bunking down with Lucy and Charlie. They hadn’t settled yet so I grabbed Nyssa and put her on the roost. River was a bit difficult to grab as she had bunked down behind Lucy, so I decided to let her have a sleepover.