I had one of those days I got up late, got in the shower late, got out the door late,, so I called Steven who was getting out of bed late because I woke him up late, ... and asked him to feed the birds, open the coop, uncover the baby house etc. He mumbles yeah ok he'd do it. So I drive to school, have a really rough day with a couple of parents whose kids I had suspended for trying to build a fire under the portable next to mine.. it's just fun don't you know???? Boys will be boys and all that c r a p.... I leave work late, pick up Steven at the high school late, he's already walking down the road looking pitiful carrying his book bag, sports bag, musical instrument, sigh,,,, Get home and wonder why White Boy and Houdini aren't running across the lawn to greet me with everyone else.. then I realized everyone else wasn't everyone it was just the ones who don't stay in the coop at night. Then I realized the coop was still closed, the baby house was still covered and I yelled at Steven that he hadn't opened the coop, as soon as the prisoners in the coop heard my voice they went nuts,, with Babette the duck being the loudest. I opened the door, they flew out and I had chickens in the duck pool they were so thirsty, and they were all yelling at me! AT ME!! I wasn't the one who forgot but I'm the bad human.. The ones in the baby pen flew out of their doghouse and they were practically swimming in the waterer too,, then of course everyone was starving to death. I'm a bad human.