I love finding this when I open the chicken coop. We all fight over who's turn it is to look. Usually, when you look in, there are a few chickens laying. This particular box was in use all morning. The chickens look up at you with their beady little eyes as if to say...privacy please.
Richard is holding Constance. He was having a hard time hanging on...she is super feisty. When you set her down she ruffles all her feathers and takes off running.