|This actually looks inviting!|
So there I was, barely awake, in my bathrobe, rubber boots on, trudging through the long, wet grass, chasing chickens trying to cajole them back into the hen house! They were all soaking wet, nervous as cats, and squawking every time I looked at them! I tricked some of them into the hen house with a handful of rolled oats and they followed like I was the pied piper. The babies were not biting though, and they stayed out around the yard, all four of them fretting all at once, together. I got the adults in and closed the door, then chased the little ones around until I managed to get them over the fence. Wet feathers stuck all over my hands and bathrobe! They aren't quicker than me........yet though.
Anyway, they are all back in their quarters now, safe and sound, and me too, with a hot cup of tea listening to Cool Jazz on the Coast. The only thing missing now is that cabin in the snow up there, with a fire crackling inside! I'll have to plug in my little fake wood stove, turn on the electric flames, close my eyes, and use my imagination!