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I got home last night and got SOOOO mad at my son!!!!!!! This week, because its a short holiday week (Veteran's Day, and I'm off Friday), I get home after 430pm. ((ETA, I'm working 10 hr shifts instead of 8s to get a full 40 hrs)) Monday and Tuesday, it was overcast and yucky, and I got home in time to close up the coop, put up their food and tuck the girls in. Last night I got home, and I thought that maybe they'd be out. I go down to the coop and the ramp is down, the doors closed, food is up. At first I'm thinking, cool the boy beet me to it... Then I realize that the food is up EXACTLY the way I do it. I open the human door to count combs, and I SWEAR they all glared at me. I found one egg on the floor and grabbed it, and tucked them in, locking everything up.
Then I go up to the house, "Son, did you lock up the chickens?"
Son, who's playing a video game, "No..... Awwww Crap! And I didn't let them out either!"
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