Ginger and the ninjas

Today, three of the girls got a taste of "the wild outdoors" - aka the outside coop. It will be awesome once all the hens can co-exist peacefully and hang out together, I don't like seeing them in seperate living quarters. Hurry and grow up, Betty Boop! Then you and the silkies can all get some fresh air!

So this morning I opened up the outside pen door but four hours later, Ginger and the two ninjas still hadn't ventured outside so I grabbed two of them (no mean feat!) and popped them outside.

All the while thinking my hens might be retarded :-o

It was pretty funny to see them rooted to one spot for about 15 minutes, not sure what the hell was going on, clucking and muttering!

Then the last ninja finally made her way out (chickens hate being left alone) and the group explored their new daytime quarters, had a ball scratching the earth and digging dirt baths, hunting for bugs and whatnot.

They liked this old box on the ground, for some reason:

Funny how they always move as one, with Ginger in the middle more often than not. Must be a survival instinct thing? I'll have to look it up.

Nugget of the day: It's unbelievable the amount of flies that gather around chicken shit :-o

At about 6pm I went over to shoo them inside for the night but lo and behold! They had already found their way inside the bunker and were all settled in - yey! Thems got chicken smarts! :-D

Now if they can only lay me some nice eggs in a month or so...

/end of Cluck Cluck post/