Can anyone else relate to this video?
I was working from home on Friday. I let the hens out and cracked the door so I could hear them in case there was a problem. But do the hens go play out in the garden? No!
Coco parks herself on the back stoop and just starts BAWKING at the top of her lungs. I can't hear myself think when she's loud like that.
Of course she stops screaming at me once I pull out my phone to video her.
You'd think they would go play out in the garden and scratch for bugs or nibble on the green things that are growing after all the rain we've had. But no. Let's stand at the back door and beg for treats.
My husband calls this trick or treating chickens. Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat.
Sigh, such spoiled hens.