While I’m out doing chores in the morning, I generally leave the door to the feed room open. I make several trips back and forth to various pens with peafowl and roosters and filling the wild bird feeders. . . so why open and shut it a bunch of times?
Well, I guess I’m going to have to inspect the premises a little closer before I shut the door when chores are done. Yesterday evening when I opened the door to get stuff for evening feeding time, this is what I saw:
Why is that chicken in the feedroom?
That chicken is NOT supposed to be in there!
Now, I’ll admit I don’t check in every nook and cranny before I close the door. Obviously. But I’d like to know just where that chicken WAS when I shut the door, because I sure didn’t see her.
And the thing is, this isn’t the first time. See that overturned green bin? Well, last week I opened the door and it looked a lot like that. I wondered how it got there, and thought the rats must be getting awfully pushy (and BIG), if they could overturn that bin.
But when I turned it back over, a chicken popped out! Talk about Chicken Surprise!
They must be going behind the metal cans so I don’t notice them when I shut the door. Guess I’ll have to inspect the room in a more detailed fashion after this.
Cause I really don’t like the can lids fertilized with chicken poop.
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lol! That’s so funny. Instead of prisoners escaping OUT…they are trying to break IN! hehe!
~Lisa
It is pretty funny when you put it like that. But I guess it’s the lure of all that food in there. Except it’s all in cans so she can’t get to it, so I don’t know why she stays in there!
The chickens know where you keep the good food!
Yeah, I guess she was hoping there was some dropped on the floor. The rest of it is in cans to keep the rats from eating it.
A friend of mine walked through her house the other day to find a chicken had snuck in while she wasn’t looking. Scared her to death. I’m bad about leaving the door open on pretty days, I have no screen door since our dog ran through it last year and tore it off the hinges. Our goat came running in the other day and I was on the phone, I said, Gotta go, goat in the house and hung up. How many times you heard that one. lol
It is a little disconcerting when you walk inside and find a critter you weren’t expecting. My favorite is when the boys were little and one night one of them came in and said there was a raccoon in their room. I thought he was dreaming… nope, there really WAS a raccoon in their room! It pushed open a window screen and got inside.
I’ve had kid goats in the house, and lambs, but don’t think there’s ever been a full grown goat in here. That’s pretty funny!