- Apr 5, 2012
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I am still reeling from finding our sweet Rosie in the run this morning. I do a head count every night when I bring our their oatmeal. Yesterday they had their oatmeal in the morning, so that little thing must have distracted me. I remember looking in the hen house, but poor Rosie will still out in the run.
So sad.
So sad.
Hens go broody when you don’t want them to… and won’t go broody when you do. 