Damn goofy hen…it’s been quite a few days since I saw an egg from my smaller Banty hen, Goldie. Tonight I was trying to light the grill and hear chirping from the porch. I thought she was somehow under the porch and I had no idea how to get her back, as it’s closed off with the crosshatch vinyl stuff. But I took a second glance, and she was down in the Christmas tree stand that the boy child keeps “forgetting” to put out in the building. Got her out and found five eggs! Wish I’d thought to take a pic before she got out of there. And ..:never mind about a pic…damn phone didn’t get one after all, even though I clearly took one…it’s just colored swirls.