Meet the chicken that keeps watch over the community mailbox where our mail is delivered. I like living in a neighbourhood with a sense of humour.
Speaking of a sense of humour, we're having to work to keep ours every night about 8:30 as we try to convince ten chickens it's time to go to bed. We're getting marginally better at it, but it still takes both of us, each wielding a piece of board as a traffic control device, to get those independent-minded chickies into the coop. They probably think that now they're almost eight weeks old, they merit a later bedtime.
We have tried shaking some grit (which is like candy to chickens) in a pan inside the coop to coax them in, but that only worked once, sort of. Does anyone have any other suggestions for us?