One day before the storm, the chickens spent a long time digging around the yard. They didn't want to go back in the coop when it was time, as if they knew that a big snowstorm was coming. Do I believe they can predict the weather? Not a chance. Am I glad they had a good go at the yard? Yes. Did Papa Hen do a lot of raking after Chicken Play Time? Yes!
Update on the mystery of the golf ball being pushed out of the lower right side nesting box: we continue to find one golf ball pushed out of the nest, even after the golf balls were all mixed up in the four nesting boxes. Oh, to be inside a tiny chicken brain. One would have to be pretty tiny.
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