I went down to the hen house this morning after hearing some commotion and it was absolute pandemonium.
The chickens had fled in terror and there was broken eggs running down the walls.
I strongly suspect poultry-guist activity.
So the situation boiled over ,and some chicken scrambled out .Calm was restored when they sent the soldiers in .Hope they took some photos for the albumen
Where on oeuf do you find them, another dare I say eggcellent pun!!.
To restore a sense of calm I've been playing some soothing music to the hens, they particularly like Sam Cooke's 'twisting the night away' the bit that go's "dancing with the chick-in-slacks"
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