That’s a great story though! Especially with the happy ending!I'm a bad chicken mama. So, yesterday, I let the girls out, and the gate open for them to return. I went somewhere for a couple hours, and asked hubby to close them in. He actually wasn't coming home soon. So, the wind closed the gate, and the girls couldn't get in before dark. I found them roosted in a couple trees, and on top of their run, which is hardwired in. I could not reach the 5 up there, and 2 in the lower tree branches I got into the coop. Ok, where's #8? Nowhere to be seen. As I walk up the porch steps, I hear chicken noises. She had nestled in under the porch, inside a latticed area, and I couldn't reach her or entice her to come out. She was also showing me the egg she had laid.I blocked off the entrance so that no critter could get to her.
Hubs came home, and we got the girls off the run and into bed.
I unblocked the hole this morning and she came out. Had to use a broom to fish the egg out.
Learn as we go.
I took the hens out for a little scratch a bout this morning. They had fun but 4 is too small for a happy Flock.
