Somehow I ALWAYS spend the last hour in the hen house/run making sure everyone has settled for the night, that no-one is being pecked till bleeding, that the babies aren't being trodden on, that no-one has sneaked into the nesting box for a snooze. That my randy younger rooster isn't trying to accost the ladies with amorous intentions once they have settled on the roost.
I can't seem to leave them alone. Goodness knows how they manage without me when I am on holiday and my in-laws do the bare minimum.
They only go into run to collect eggs, check feed and water then they are straight back out. No wonder when I come home they all rush to me and try to fly up at me all at once for cuddles. Pamperd chooks indeed
