Sneaky Chickens

Yesterday morning, April 1, i woke up to the sound of dogs barking at chickens. I looked out the window and saw one of my chicks OUTside of the pen being corralled, as it were, by my dogs. I've read awful stories the last couple days about well-meaning playful dogs and broken chickens' necks, and i bolted outside in my pajamas and socks to find all the chickens safe and sound inside the pen and no holes in the pen.

And i was in wonderment all day, thinking i know i saw that, but i couldn't have. My eyes don't work so well in the morning, but they don't usually fabricate things that aren't there. I could see that chicken very very clearly OUTside of the pen.

I told my husband that the animals had played an april fools joke on me. It was so weird.

But it turns out, they're not that clever. They did trick me though. Later in the afternoon, i looked outside and saw all the chicks crouched together in one corner of the pen, and one of them with her head and shoulders OUTside of the pen. Ha! I'm not crazy. The chicken wire was curled up in one place, just enough to allow a tiny little chicken to get tricky.

This morning, it's raining - again - and from what i can tell, chickens don't dig rain. But they're sheltered under a covering, so they're not getting wet.


Can you see 'em? They're so pretty. I never thought i would call a chicken, "pretty."




Now if i can just get rid of this awful cold. I'm in the cough all the time and think you have energy until you try to do something stage. I hate being sick.