It was only a matter of time. The second day into Worming Lockdown and Chico threw me a dummy when I went in to check their food. This is Chico:
He’s a very sweet Cream Legbar boy, 16 months old, but he was not in my good books when he jumped over my boot, out of the gate, and towards the wild bird feeders. We were on our way out so T’Other Half said “Leave him! We can afford to lose him if the fox calls.” I couldn’t though, so after much chasing/cajoling we got him back inside. It was a close call as he was really playing up, obviously miffed I wasn’t handfeeding him as usual.
I reckon they are now in their coops drawing lots as to who makes the Great Escape tomorrow ….