I will make a bet with you that I did something this weekend
that you did not do - and may never have done!
But first... a little background information.
(I know, the suspense is killing you!)
I mentioned a few weeks ago that we inherited seven hens
from a friend who was moving out of state and who
could not take her beloved hens with her.
These seven hens have made the transition to their new home
with no issues... at least not any for them.
As for our other chickens... well, that might be a different story
(if you happen to query them.)
You see, the new gals, The Russians, as we call them-
(their first human Momma was of Russian descent and she
spoke fluent Russian with them)
(I'm not sure these gals are bilingual) -
well, these new gals have claimed the uppermost chicken house as their own
and do their best to keep the other chickens
from laying eggs in that house.
They do allow the others to come back and roost at night,
but not to lay eggs during the day.
During the daytime hours,
they stay just outside the chicken house door,
guarding the door.
They are very gentle chickens with respect to humans,
and I have been able to pick them up and handle them.
I had noticed that they had some very gnarly...