Last night we waited until the chickens had gone to sleep and then we slipped Evan4’s little ones in with them.
They were still alive in the morning. I was going to let them run wild and free with the big ones today, but it’s raining and Jane and Lizzie seem to enjoy chasing the little ones and seeing them squeal and run. So I’ve popped them back in their mini run with the tarp over it. They might spend their days in there for a while longer, but methinks the days of sleeping inside are over, much to Ryan3’s relief!
Saw this on Failblog this morning. I admire this kid’s creativity.