An interesting thing happened just a little while ago. I was logging some patients from clinical today and heard a peeper peeping. I looked everywhere to figure out where it was coming from. I have been known at times (rarely) to forget to write down expected hatches on the calendar, so I immediately thought "uh oh." But it wasn't coming from the Sportsman. Lo and behold, a Game hen had hatched out chicks in a big urn-type flower pot on the front porch, hidden by a big overgrown juniper limb, and one of the chicks had somehow fallen out. The hen was feisty, but I managed to wrangle her and her 5 chicks, and she is happily leading them around the yard as we speak. lol