Yesterday I pruned back a bunch of rose bushes, leaving the cuttings out
overnight for the tortoise and the chickens to forage in.
This morning...
Bear
decided to lay an egg in there, you can just see her little face peeking out. Now--I cannot THINK of a more
uncomfortable nest than a pile of pure rose branches, with all those
thorns! I SWEAR they have nest boxes, lovely proper wooden ones with
loads of fresh straw.
Nope. Nothing will do but this nasty pile of thorny branches. Even Phoenix the rooster was looking at her like she was nuts.
Weirdos.
From my brother:
ReplyDeleteWow! That's the chicken brain, for you.
It's like the chicken version of the Hindu bed of nails. And by the end of the day, we found FIVE eggs in there.
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