Saturday eve, we were sitting around watching a movie (well, one of us was sort of napping

), about 8:30, getting pretty dark, and something on the patio starts tapping at the sliding door!

Turns out it was Peach, the part time therapy chicken. What the heck?? Why isn't she locked in the coop? The timer would have shut the door already. Turns out, the person napping

hadn't been paying attention to the sun setting later and failed to adjust the door timer accordingly. About half the mob was safely inside the coop and the other half locked outside trying to find places to sleep out in the yard. Thank goodness Peach came to the door asking to sleep inside with us or I might have lost a bunch of my old girls. Peach is a hero!!!