Saturday, April 3, 2010
Moving into the henhouse
Today was moving day for the hens. It was almost like Petunia could tell it was coming. Everytime I went into the sunroom she flew to the top of the fence to see me. If I stood there long enough, she would fly right into my hand!
When it came time to move them, I put them all in the same box I brought them home in. It was crowded in the box! Have you ever tried to put 4 chickens in an enclosed box?? Not an easy feat. Every time I opened the lid to put one in, another one would try to hop out. They were only in there long enough for me to walk them out to the henhouse. I decided this was the least traumatic way (believe it or not) because when I remove one of them from the other 3, everyone starts screaming. They are very attached to and protective of each other. Given how far the henhouse was from the sunroom, I figured the last one left in the pen would be completely freaking out. So I moved them all at once.