We braved the icy roads today to make chickens happy. I've been trying to keep the hens from eating each other the last couple of days while they've been cooped up. They've gone through heads of cabbage and broccoli like they're potato chips, even though I hang them high enough above their heads that they have to jump to get a bite. I'm thankful that cabbage is cheap right now.
This morning David stretched a tarp over part of the run so they could get outside without becoming covered in a layer of ice. That in itself was a tremendous help. Did I mention that we were woefully unprepared for this nasty weather? The addition of a few flakes of hay was just like throwing them candy at a Halloween parade. They are loving it soooo much. Lesson learned....prepare for nasty weather in advance.
Now, instead of loud squawking and complaining from 15 hens when I walk out to the barn, I am met with quietness, broken only by contented chicken mutterings.
