The Dingle Twits have gone into the coop on their own four days in a row. How you ask? I have NO IDEA.
In desperation and frustration, I kept them in the run for a few days, but let the Goddesses out hoping that would do it. Then I let them out too and waited. . . They waited until almost dark and perched in the tree.
I decided to try something different. I waited until they were asleep and moved them into the coop and put them on the perch. I also put the Goddesses on the perch since they were just dog-piling on the floor.
After that . . .
The funny thing is that the second night of voluntary cooping (don't know what else to call it) they reminded me of siblings in a fight that draw a line down the center of the bedroom. The Dingle Twits were on the left, the Goddesses on the right and two feet of space was between them.
I don't care how or why they set themselves up in the coop as long as they do it and I don't have to fish anyone from trees.
Here are some of their favorite gathering place (of course, their favorites tend to be mine and I have to hose the deck or nurse potted plants but I'll take little victories).
These two do this at some point every day. It's like kids swinging at the park.
They tend to gather here in the afternoons for a dirt bath or just to chill in the shade.
I planted "Chicken Salad" in the boxes outside the coop: It's a seed packet from My Pet Chicken I found containing Dwarf Essex Rape, Purple Top Turnip, Bracco White Mustard, Forage Kale, and Landino Clover. We'll see what the girls think.
I've been trying to balance my To Do list for the new school year with the To Do List at Our Haven and finding balance has been difficult.
Thanks for reading - come back soon.
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