You might think that my lunatic chickens are still enjoying a respite from the frenetic egg-laying of spring.
We have something like seven inches of snow out there this morning. I looked at the cat and said, “Oh, I don’t think they’ll want to come out. We don’t have to go outside.”
But when we looked out the window, there they were… pecking frantically on the coop door.
“Let us out!!”, they shouted in their best Distressed Chicken voices.
Patience the Cat stayed in the house while I shoveled a path from the house to the coop. The Rhode Island Reds tumbled out of the coop and made a beeline for their favorite nest.
That’s when the fight began.
“No, I’m first!”
“Hey, get out of the way! This is MY nest!”
And so on.
The other chickens patiently waited until the combatants were out of the way.
And that, friends, is how I know that spring has begun.
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