Oh crikey!
I saw BY Bob's sad news and thought I wanted to be with the chickens.
Earlier this morning I had set up a small pen in front of the henhouse for the pullets to sun themselves if needs be.
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You can see Peggy perched on the threshold.
Anyway, this is what I saw by the woodshed.
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She must've hopped the fence!
Of course, the hens wondered what I was up to and came to investigate. I'd like to say the four of them sat around singing the songs of their people, but as I'm sure you can guess, there were three scuffles, one for each hen.
Ivy is quick on her feet though and suffered no real harm. She's still in the big yard, but keeping her distance from the hens.
The big surprise was Sandy. She was the meanest of the big hens and made Ivy cry out in pain and panic. It reminded me of the time Mary made Sandy cry out.
I think Sandy’s realised she’s no longer bottom of the pecking order and is securing her place.