By Saturday we had two fast moving, black balls of fluff causing mayhem in the hen coup. Boy! can those things move. Not even the mother can herd both of them when they are running around in opposite directions.
Today, I've shut the pop hole keeping the mother and chicks in the coup and the others are all outside enjoying the sun.
I know that they are just going to be trouble. I knew that as soon as one escaped in to the outdoor run, squeezed through a tiny hole and was making its way across the grass before I could blink.
But they are cute!
