In our case, the chickens came before the eggs. However, now we have saved up three eggs, and by the end of the week, I’ll have a dozen! I let the hens out to peck around in the grass. I just put up a fake fence with chicken wire to keep them in one place. They love scratching around in the dirt and eating some fresh grass. I can’t believe in essentially two days how torn up the once-lovely, luscious grass has gotten. I really am tempted to move their coop someplace where we want to keep the weeds down rather than where they are now.

In predatory news, the neighbor cats three are trying to be like the Fantastic Mr. Fox, scoping out the coop and pen for a tasty hen snack. I shooed them away, gave the chickens some fresh water and food, and added more straw to the laying boxes and under the roost. Here are some pictures of our Sisters of Perpetual Pecking (and scratching, clucking, etc.)