I went out this morning to see how the chickens liked their own little chicken yard. Turns out, not so much.
Four of them had already gotten out and the rest of them were pacing up and down the fence squawking because they weren't out too. To be honest, I was a little hurt. We had spent quite a bit of money and lots of time putting the fence up for them, to keep them safe and happy.
Fred said not to take it personal, they are just used to being out.
I think the next time that chicken hawk comes by, I'll just tell him to take his pick of my escape chickens. Maybe my next chickens will be more grateful!
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