So, my husband and I are new to chickens. We have had them a little over a month and last night, while I was at work, I got a panicked call from my husband telling me that he lost the chickens. We have an acre of land covered in fruit trees and grass but not a lot of places to "lose" chickens. He sounds panicked which is cute because I didn't know he actually cared about them. (Or he was scared to death of my reaction to said lost chickens). Anyhow, apparently he had been looking for them for a good 30 minutes before resorting to calling the wife. And all of a sudden I hear, "what the heck are you doing in the tree?!" Apparently, we have squirrels for chickens. They were at the tippy top of our 15 foot apricot tree. I didn't know chickens climbed trees. I knew they would roost on the low branches but not the top. I guess we both learned something. Poor husband of mine. They pick the one night he is in charge. I like that they are getting him ready for future children. . Does anyone else have a funny story of when you "lost" your chickens? Hopefully it will prep me for future antics.