The days are drawing in now, the chicken coop door is set to open at 6.30am, and I like to be there fairly soon after to let the girls out of their run.
But it was actually still fairly dark at 6.35 when I came out this morning (full cloud cover over Yorkshire isn’t helping matter).
I opened the door to the run and the usual charge occurred. But there was one missing! And it was little Sweetpea, the noisiest, giddiest of the girls.
Now I don’t want you to think I’m a paranoid chicken owner, but immediately all kinds of catastrophes crossed my mind, a predator, a sudden onset illness, an overnight escapee?
I opened the hen coop and there she was, not quite ready to get up yet. Just relaxing in her nest box, perhaps planning out her day (perhaps not).
10 minutes later she came out, squawking and shouting for her breakfast as usual, absolutely right as rain.
Take life at your own pace, rest when you need to rest, don’t feel the need to “keep up” with others.
Chicken Nuggets 