Yesterday while I was at work I got a series of texts from my sons at home. They saw chickens out and diligently herded them into the big coop then hunted for the security breech that had let them out but found nothing. (The birds had been confined because tall, wet grass after heavy rain was shorting the poultry netting).
What my sons didn't realize then and I didn't realize until an hour ago was that the chickens they hunted through the woods for and chased back were the boys from Camp Cockerel -- who had apparently forced their door against a compromised bungee.
I went out to feed birds and move the fence for mowing on the first dry day this week and saw that Camp Cockerel was empty.
Suspecting what had happened, I opened Neuchickenstein and there they were.
Fortunately, Rameses is easy-going so there is no blood -- though the boys are hiding in a corner.
I'm having an optical migraine, but once I can go back out I'll mow down the fence perimeter, reset the wire, and let the birds into the run.
If the boys don't go home to roost on their own at sunset I'll have to fetch them once it's fully dark.
Could have been a lot worse!
What my sons didn't realize then and I didn't realize until an hour ago was that the chickens they hunted through the woods for and chased back were the boys from Camp Cockerel -- who had apparently forced their door against a compromised bungee.
I went out to feed birds and move the fence for mowing on the first dry day this week and saw that Camp Cockerel was empty.
Suspecting what had happened, I opened Neuchickenstein and there they were.
Fortunately, Rameses is easy-going so there is no blood -- though the boys are hiding in a corner.
I'm having an optical migraine, but once I can go back out I'll mow down the fence perimeter, reset the wire, and let the birds into the run.
If the boys don't go home to roost on their own at sunset I'll have to fetch them once it's fully dark.
Could have been a lot worse!