They have figured out how to get out of the pen:
- by flying up to the fence rail and hopping down the other side
- by sneaking out the gate when it has a tiny gap
- by wiggling under the run's chicken wire
They hit a new low for sneakiness today. The squash donut left over from the previous day had been moved into the raccoon trap. You know what comes next....
I saw the smartest of my hens, named IQ, who wanted a second helping walk right in to get it. Took her 10 minutes to place her foot on the trigger plate, but it was worth the wait.
I could not resist walking over there to gloat a little. The perplexed expression on her face was priceless.
OK, that was petty.
|IQ, Super Genius|