Her is a little story.. It's a crappy story actually.
We have chickens.. A lot of chickens. Breeders, eaters, egg layers......
Some good, some bad... The bad ones get out casted so to speak until they change their evil ways. So they still get fed good and have clean water but they have a tall tree branch for a home until they decide to behave.
All nice and cozy in their hide high.
Rain rain rain!!!
Chickens are smart.. Too smart. My husband keeps telling me to keep the little outcast's of the barn because they keep pooping on his easy go cart!
I check every night when the barn is being closed and no adult chickens inside!
I caught them last night when the motion detection light went off.
Took dark for a pic but this was their ladder they were using to scale the walls.
Hubby has been working on a compressor motor just out side of the pole barn. They have been flying up on it and hoping into the barn because it has no bird block!
They jump over to the trusses and poop only over my husband's cart! No where else but over the cart!
They know he is the chicken processor and they are delivering a message!
I need the "Poop Inspector General" to do an inspection and make sure my girls are healthy!
Haha

just kidding!!
Hubby is not laughing. I hosed it off today before I snapped the pic. He got a new motor for the air compressor and it will be back at his buddies house by this weekend! Clever girls!