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| I had a plan.. I had a good plan. I would move the chickens out of the house and into the run and shut the door so I could give the coop a thorough cleaning. That went well. Next part of the plan was to move the chickens out of the run and into the coop so I could move each part separately to the winter headquarters. That mostly went well but I forgot to latch the coop door. My elder stateswoman, Chickenson Caruso opened the door and left. A female Polish followed her. I noticed and shut that door quick before all 9 chickens got out. Two escaped chickens I could handle.The Polish chick was easy to catch. With her feathery topknot she can't see me coming. I caught her right away. The other one wouldn't be so easy to catch. Perhaps she needed a break and a stroll around the yard. She knows her way around this yard. She must be smart because she is the last survivor of the Buff Orpingtons. So I moved the coop and the run without her. In the photo above you can see her looking into the run from the outside. I hate to move them to the winter headquarters so early but it is November even though the weather feels like September. With 9 chickens in the run they can turn a piece of fresh grass into a manure mat in a mere 5 days. But it is time to do this. |
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| Chicken Caruso came home to roost as the sun settled down on the horizon. Isn't she a beauty? |
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| Chickenson Caruso been a good mother to the young chickens. She has beautiful eyes and a pretty face. She looks good! |
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