Chicken Run

Carrying 100+ chickens from the barn to the hen wagon, at night, in the rain, about an eighth of a mile each way, is not fun. Well, it was a little fun in an exhausting, rescuing kind of way. After about an hour of walking back and forth, as it was getting too dark to hardly see, and our legs didn't want to take another step, Paul had the bright idea of putting them in the back of the pickup truck and driving them. That worked great! Once it gets dark the hens seem to go comatose...they become easy to catch and move around. We'll wait until it's dark before we attempt the chicken run tonight. They are having such a hard time leaving their winter home. The barn has been sealed to keep them out, but they're like rats, they can find the smallest opening and squeeze their way back in. The roosters are locked in cat crates in the hen wagon so they'll stop leading the hens to the barn...but now the hens are leaving the roosters and the wagon. The men are stuck at home, crying like babies, whilst the women are out looking for adventure.
Yesterday was a bad day for the barn calves. The vet came out to de-horn and de-nut. What a horrible process. I hope they aren't scared of us now. Paul said to give them a couple of days to recover.
We had a good rain today. I'm anxious to check the garden to see what progress has been made. The potato plants are starting to pop up.
I got my new garden shoes from LLBean today. Very cute. Red with white polka dots.