My chickens are insane.
Well, not all of them.
Ten of them at least.
These ten are of the 2009 chick batch.
They’ll be 18 weeks old on Tuesday – time to start egg watch – and they’re looking like they’re gonna start laying soon – getting combs, wattles, and are redding up.
Okay – so fine. Why do I think they’re insane?
This is why:
They want to sleep in the Willow.
With my telephoto lens setting I can get a blurry picture of one of the girls way up toward the very top of the tree.
They don’t understand.
They don’t realize that there are all sorts of dangers out there!
What is with this?
Why won’t they go in the coop to sleep anymore?
They used to!
Then it got really hot – and they started roosting in the Willow at night.
How do I get them to change this behavior?
I’ve tried treats at bedtime to lure them down.
They aren’t impressed.
I’ve tried calling, cajoling, scolding, pleading.
They don’t care.