It was a snowy afternoon here on Redbud. The chickens are less than thrilled with the lack of green treats and even less impressed with having to do their bathing in the hen house. Our little ladies are finally learning that yelling at me really changes nothing. The big girls could have told them this a long time ago. Now they sort of grumble and look at me in much the same way as a disgruntled teenager.
As I type this it is sleeting and snowing outside. The girls will be even more excited about things when we let them out in the morning. NOT. The upside is that they are laying really well, maybe out of boredom I am not really sure. There is someone in the big girls house that is laying her eggs on the floor in protest. I have not figured out who it is but she will learn soon enough that it does not work.
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