We lost Muffy as feared, so we are down to seven hens. Since Laura has a bunch of pullets, I asked her if she wants to sell any. Sounds like a couple of beautiful buff-colored hens will be coming to Boulderneigh!
In the meantime, Brian and his grandpa have created a couple of small chicken tractors out of leftover horse fencing, which Brian was eager to use. I think the poor hens were getting dizzy with all the swapping around he was doing to let everyone have a turn out on grass! Welsie-the-Welsummer is his current favorite; she does seem to accept him carrying her around pretty well:
That's it for today from . . .