You shouldn't have spent the last two weeks digging deep holes in the sheltered section of the run for the water to collect in.
I guess all that pine straw I piled in there over the past 6 weeks was just tooooo tempting to chickens bent on excavating.
Any time it rains they complain to me about it as if the bad weather were entirely my fault. Apparently they think I cold conjure up another couple carts of dry pine straw by magic.
I guess all that pine straw I piled in there over the past 6 weeks was just tooooo tempting to chickens bent on excavating.
Any time it rains they complain to me about it as if the bad weather were entirely my fault. Apparently they think I cold conjure up another couple carts of dry pine straw by magic.