My three blue Orpington hens and rooster have to be the world's four laziest of all chickens. They get on the roost before six in the evening, and they won't come off the roost the next day until after 11:30 A.M. It snowed early yesterday morning. I though that they'd never come out of the coop, and when they did, they stayed on the sand in the run where the snow couldn't get; they spent all day sitting on the 2x4's that surround their dust bath container. They're doing the same thing today. The run gate is open, and both Anne and I have called for them, but they won't budge. They must think that the snow is going to gobble them up. It's not going to be the snow though that gobbles them up if they don't start laying pretty soon. They'll be 30 weeks old Wednesday, and STILL no eggs. They're going in the pot as soon as I talk Anne into ringing their necks.