Well,seems the hawks are back. I was at my house (I moved in with hubby when we got married, my house is rented) yesterday meeting with a realtor and doing some of the spring clean-up. Hubby let the kids out to free range while I was gone. ..and locked everyone up last night. I let them out this morning, and one group is short a girl...one of my reds.

I go looking around and see a 'puff' of red feathers about 50' away from their pen.

I come in and ask hubby if he heard any ruckus while they were out...'oh, yeah, sometime around 6pm there was.' Did you go out and check? 'No. they settled down after about 5 min."

Guess my idea of 'supervised free range' and his are slightly different.

No offence meant to you guys out there...but 'aaarrrrgggggghh, husbands!' What ya gonna' do

I love him, but sometimes he needs a