Ken the hen is at it again. She goes a little crazy when she's broody and has no eggs to hatch. This time she's taken up residence in the dog kennel that the chickens use to lay their eggs in, and each day I have to wrestle them off her and kick her out - about 4 times.
For the last couple of nights she's been trying to sleep in there too, and even convincing Pebbles that sleeping in a kennel with an open doorway is perfectly safe. She's totally wrong of course - anything that's wandering around at night could just stick its' head in and have a chomp.
So this evening, after an hour of trying to deny her access, removing the kennel and general coaxing, she still wouldn't go into the coop. It may be because she has a bit of a limp (I can't see why), but she was definite. No coop.
We had a little chat about it - bit one-sided, but she was defintely trying to tell me something. In the end I got the nursery cage out and popped it onto the lawn. She did go into it, as did Pebbles, but she came back out again. I took the hint and moved the nursery cage over to where the kennel had been and in they went. Ken settled down straight away and Pebbles looked slightly perturbed - but he's devoted to her so just followed her lead.
I've had Ken for three years now. She's an interesting old chook and she's still not calmed down after all these years. She looks at me sometimes and I know that she's trying to communicate. I just wish I spoke chicken - it would be far faster!
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