Backstory here...I hatched out some modern game bantam eggs and ended up with two chicks. One of them, Diva, is healthy and bouncy, but the other had badly curled feet so I ended up culling it yesterday. Diva had been sad and lonely and LOUD, till I went and bought a friend for her...a HUGE Black Australorp baby about the same age. Her name is La Fawnduh (Napolean Dynamite fans will get the reference) Here they are: So anyway, I put them in a cardboard box brooder, which I thought was high enough to be escape-proof for now. Silence, blessed silence, as the two become friends on sight. Till.... PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEPPEEEPEEEEEEEEEEPPP!!!! At full volume. I was not happy. Not happy at all. "Diva... shush!" says Mom. I decided to see what was causing the screamfest in the bedroom, since only something like an attack by a wandering lion or something should have caused that kind of panic. Imagine my surprise to see La Fawnduh sitting on the top edge of the box, happy as could be, and Diva screaming and freaking out. If she could have done so, I am convinced she would have pointed and yelled "LOOK! MOM! LOOOOK!!!" After the little escapee was captured and a top put on the brooder, peace reigned once more, and silence descended on the house again. Gotta love those little tattletails.