Last night I pulled only three squawking chickens from under the Moop. There were three more who went into it on their own, after some gentle nudging with my rake.
This morning, we put all of the new fencing to the test. So far, they are all inside the new chicken run. The new ones were not running around much anyway, but the old nine from last year are totally incensed! And outraged!!! Buster is really letting me have it.
Maybe I will get a few more eggs today. Or maybe they will go on strike and I will get none.