I'm not sure I am posting this in the right spot, but I have a story that I know really only "chicken people" will relate to... if there were only a video camera on my experience. So, the other morning I woke at 7:15 to the sound of one of my pullets doing the "egg song" and remembered I had left a piece of wood in the nesting box in hopes of training one of the other pullets from not sleeping in there at night. So I got up quickly, threw on a robe over my thin nightgown, went out to the run in my robe, bare legs and slip on shoes over my bare feet. I entered the run to pick up the egg that had been left at the bottom of the ramp - long before because it was already very cold. Did I mention it was only 20 degrees? So after retrieving the egg, I went to the door to pull the washer attached to a string that releases the latch. The washer came off in my hand, the knot undone and me, stuck in the chicken coop. Stuck at 7:15 in the morning, in the 20 degree weather, in my robe and my DH asleep and unaware I am outside. My first scream of his name, was rather polite, because I didn't want to wake the neighbors. After ten minutes, the screams were no longer polite. Our enclosure is 1/2 in hardware cloth, so no hope of throwing a rock at a window to get his attention, which really didn't matter because there weren't any rocks. I pryed a hook off one of the windows to try to reach the latch. No luck. Shouting finally worked after 15 minutes and I was freed. I would have been annoyed had it not been so completely hilarious. Glad he was home and eventually woke up so that I didn't have to bust out the door. The nylon string has been re-knotted, 5 times and melted with a lighter. Oh the joys of "managing my flock!"