Last night was the chickens' third night out in their coop. We have cleaned out the office, so they no longer have their cardboard box to retreat to. They seem to be adapting quite well. They've finally figured out the ramp and have succumbed to the notion that the upstairs is connected to the downstairs by it. Yesterday, we spent the entire day outside. It was 85 and sunny and the kittens and the chickens were happy as clams out in the sun. Well, I suppose clams wouldn't be very happy out in the sun, but you get the idea. Charlotte and Emily would periodically stop in their house for a bite to eat and a drink of water. We ate dinner outside last night for the first time this year and as soon as it started to get dark, the chickens ran into their coop and stumbled up the ramp to snuggle down in bed for the night! They're so funny, they sleep right on the edge of the opening to the downstairs, so they frequently lose their balance and you can see just their feet and some fluffy feathers scrabbling to stop themselves from falling. Oh, chickens...
2 comments:
They may not be smart, but they sure are CUTE!!
They sure are lucky to have such great parents!
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