Yesterday, my chickens were outside roaming around, and 3 of them snuck into our garden. It has an old fence around it, but there's a couple of spots where the chickens can go underneath and get in (a very big hole that we should probably fix...). They were having a blast in there digging up old plants and making holes in the beds everywhere...until it started getting dark and they realized their friends were going back in the coop. They started freaking out and couldn't remember how to get out, and that's where I saw them last night as I went to count them and close the run door. Unfortunately, the ones in there were my skiddish chickens who don't really like me to get near them. I opened up the main garden door, hoping they would figure out that they needed to walk through there. But all they kept doing was running back and forth on this little part of the garden (think of an L shape). Two of them I was able to run around and pick up and bring to the door, but my Americana was really, really skiddish. I basically walked behind it and led it to the door as it ran away from me. This took about 30 minutes for 3 chickens...

The moral of the story is, don't freak out when you are stuck somewhere, or else you will spend the night in the garden.