Anna decided to let the three uninjured chickens . . .
. . . out for a field trip before we get more snow this week.
I wouldn't expect there to be many delicious bugs in our lawn right now,
but somehow the chickens found plenty of things to peck at.
Meanwhile, Reesey's recovery bin is currently parked on a bench in our hallway.
It's kind of cool to come around a corner and see a chicken there,
but whenever she flaps her wings she sends wood shavings flying everywhere.
Reesey, it's been fun having you inside, but I think it's time for you to move back to the screened porch.
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