Yup. Today the chickens once again refused to come out into the snow, so we helped a couple of them learn about new things.
Not that we blame them. It's been COLD! And all that pesky, crunchy, white stuff they dislike so.
It had really come down last night.
But the little lighted trees looked pretty!
This morning we dutifully tore paper, I got some cool stuff! My new shirt, oddly enough, exactly follows how our chicken count went when we first got chickens. Chicken math!
And a new cool sign for The Great Wall Of Chicken in my dining room!
Time to visit the chickens! The snow and ice were hanging off the coop and run in weird and wonderful ways.
...and even somewhat menacingly. We were calling this one Ice Slug.
None of the chickens were going to come out, so we designated Tingle as Today's Volunteer, yay!
We set her down in the snow, kerplop...
Finally she realized it wasn't gonna happen, and set off *carefully*, snowplowing through the snow.
She actually didn't go back into the coop right away and instead decided to explore a bit.
The other chickens simply stared at her like she was nuts for walking through the cold, treacherous white stuff.
Uhhh...Tingle, bad place to stand, hon.
She stood and looked at us cluelessly while we yelled, 'Look UP! Move! Don't stand under that thing!'
Luckily it never did plop on her little chicken head.
But just in case we knocked the excess snow off so we didn't have to rescue anyone from an avalanche and dig them out.
But what is chicken-thigh-deep snow without a banty tossed unceremoniously into it?
Skillet was SOOO NOT AMUSED. Indignant, thy name is snowchicken.
When we brought Pompadour out, she made a nice fluffybutt imprint in the snow. Kinda the Cochin brand of snow angel, I guess. Cam came running out to sympathize with her...
..and escort her right back into the coop.
Jimmy, on the other hand, was happy with being out. Anything the humans do is A-OK with Jimmy!
After that it was time to decorate the hens for the holidays!
Cluckadorkle was feeling her Brahma side that day and being dour.
Tingle didn't care!
Although she was curious to see if it contained any food. You can never be too careful.
Skillet was still not amused.
Jimmy, still good-naturedly playing along.
Even Pompadour thawed out a little and went with it.
But only up to a point.