Today when we went grocery shopping, we put the chickens in their indoor dog- crate turned coop. When we came back, May was perched on the rim of the dog water bowl, taking a drink, so I thought that Cleo must be out, too. I heard her calling from my bedroom so I thought she finally followed may's lead and laid an egg and was in the crate. At last I was looking for over- due library books in my room and happened to look in the pen, so I noticed that cleo was nowhere to be seen, but I still heard her calling and I also saw that the nest basket was overturned and was scooting around the floor of the crate. I realized that in May's haste to escape the crate when she discovered the flaw in it's defenses, she overturned the nest basket on Cleo, as Cleo normally slept in the back of the crate after pulling some hay out, as she is far less dominant than May. I could not stop laughing!
