So the other day, they had completely emptied their feeder. Keeping them in the run while I'm refilling it is a hopeless task, and it's ok because they follow me back in with the food. As you know, it's VERY snowy out. So, because their brains are the size of walnuts, they thought it was a GREAT idea to follow me THROUGH the snow to where I refill the feeder (feed is stored under the porch). However, as soon as they got to the end of the bit of trampled, packed down snow, they realized the error in their ways. Ruth was able to go back into the run, but Poppy, Round Chicken, and Tillie sprinted into the deep snow without a second thought. They then were like 'THIS DISPEASES ME" so they activated helicopter mode and attempted to fly straight out of the snow. They don't know that chickens aren't helicopters, and ended up in various places around the yard. Poppy and Round Chicken wouldn't move after landing in the deep snow 'THIS DISPLEASES ME I HAVE LOST THE ABILITY TO WALK THANK YOU" and Tillie somehow ended up on the porch? Then thought it was a great idea to fly onto a rock that was also covered in snow? I had to rescue all three of them because they wouldn't walk on their own.
