Essentially Free: Chasing Chickens (Part 2)

This is part 2, if you have time, part 1 will help this one make more sense.

I think Jonathan went to get some work done. I was keeping an eye on where they were. And then, they were gone! Jonathan came home while I was looking for them and he found then down our long driveway. By the time he got a broom to shoo them home, they snuck into the dense brush between properties. It was a struggle, but we got them up the driveway. That wasn’t so bad. They weren’t in the pen yet, not did they want to go in. Well, it started to rain. It can rain for a while in the spring, so we decided we’d need to catch them. That’s when the fun began. I don’t think I can explain the entire running around and being out smarted by 3 hens and a rooster.

Jonathan got the rooster in and 2 hens. The 3^rd was QUIET. She’s the smart one. We finally left and went inside. She was hidden for a long time and then she went and hung out near the pen. We decided to go down and shoo her in with the rest of them. I tried to stay far enough away from the door opening so she’d want to go in. Doing so, made it so I couldn’t see what was going on INSIDE the pen. The rooster and other 2 hens got OUT!

The mayhem started all over again. The chasing, the dodging, the looking foolish in the presence of these scared chickens. It was still sprinkling and their feathers were wet. The Rooster and Lola (isn’t there a movie called, “Run Lola, Run”?) had bare breast spots. I’m thinking from her escaping and him running through the grass and brush. I felt bad for putting them in such a traumatic position.