We live in the high desert, and we had a short-lived but powerful monsoon today. It was POURING like mad, and we already had puddles just a few minutes in. I looked out at the chickens (all pullets- ranging in age from 4 to 6 months) expecting them to be in their coops, but all of them were outside, in the run, looking quite bewildered. I waited, but they didn't even consider going into the coops. By now, they were DRENCHED down to the skin. The frizzles looked half their size, and the Silkie, oh my. Let's just say it looked like SERIOUS bed head! I ran out there, through about 4 inches of water and got all five, in three trips, in between lightning and LOUD thunder, and brought them into our parrot room that is built onto the house. Got out loads of thick towels and wrapped them up and dried them. Took a full hour. I was really worried, but they were fine, despite shivering when first brought in. As wet as they were, I wonder if they wouldn't have died had I not brought them in? Are chickens really this dumb?