Knappy Bad Chickens
06.11.10
I have knappy bad chickens… very naughty birds. Here’s a picture of them caught caught caught… rolling around in the dirt taking a dust bath under a bush in the backyard. Rolling around in the dirt taking dust baths is fine, it’s a normal thing for chickens to do. But, these chickens weren’t supposed to be in the backyard doing it… they were supposed to be in their chicken yard doing it.
You see, my chickens like to dig. I’m not talking about scratching in the dirt looking for tasty morsels, I’m talking about digging. Holes. Deep holes. Deep enough for a whole chicken to get into and not be seen from up top. Can’t tell you how many times I’ve looked out the window at their house and yard to do a chicken check because I’ve heard a hawk or squeak or some other strange noise, and be missing a chicken. Out I run in a panic only to find the missing one poking around in the bottom of a hole looking up at me with that “Wha?” expression on its face.
Sometimes the holes turn into mini-trenches. And sometimes when those trenches are next to the fence, well, they just go right under, and so do the chickens.
They know they aren’t supposed to be out of their pen, unless we let them out. Yesterday when we returned from an outing, we found the chickens running amok in the backyard. When they saw us they froze, eyes got real big, then they all ran to the door of the chicken yard, ready to go back in, and feigning ignorance about how they had come to be on the wrong side of the fence.
Naughty naughty birds.