Today began much as yesterday, but the chickens pushed Mr. Natural
a bit too far this time. He spent most of day chasing them, keeping them
in the yard and out of the neighbor's yard, and they found their way to
the fig trees that have been petted as much as they. Then he couldn't
get them back to front yard. And the water hose was brought out. That
did the trick, and they behaved for hours.
But only for hours. Then their older teenage behavior began. He was so
frustrated by around 5 pm that he actually said they had to be moved to a real
coop--he had to get some relief. I crossed my finger and prayed. I really
like the chickens--a lot more than I thought I would--but not free-ranging.
He left for an hour and I fretted about them the entire time--I can't walk
fast enough to get them if they decide to roam out of the yard and into the
road.
I felt great the first 5 hours this morning (I'm on a new medication), so
it is working--but it didn't last very long. All for tonight.
Kate Thorn
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