A Guest Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara
I’m afraid we have a problem with inbreeding in our chicken flock.
This latest group of recently hatched chickens seems particularly dumb. They do not appear to know the function of the nest boxes.
I thought at first the “hen in a hive” was boycotting the nest boxes and laying her eggs in the abandoned beehive.
However, I am finding eggs in a variety of places. For example, on top of the nest boxes.
However, when they lay their eggs under the quail cage in the quail coop there is a problem.
Eggs on the wood rail require some major contortions in order to collect.
The wood rail going across the coop is where the chickens roost (and poop) at night. I try very hard not to let any part of me or my clothing touch this rail. (See previous post on “Fully dressed”)
I can reach over the rail, arching my back as high as possible and stand on my tiptoes and hope I don’t lose my balance.
Or I can crouch low and reach under the rail. The latter method reminds me of a dance – the Limbo.
Collecting eggs these days I’ve decided Miller Farm has its own dance –
the Chicken Coop Limbo.