December 7th 2013: Chickens move into the kitchen.

 

Annie wants to check it out before we move it back into the kitchen.

The last 3 nights have been well below freezing here which is an anomaly, and flies in the face of the proponents of global warming.  Today it snowed...in Yuba City....central California....Valley floor!

With Mabel so naked, having finished molting but not anywhere near fully feathered yet, I have been worried about both she and Barbara out in the coop at night.  Cal is exploring chicken sweaters, and I tried to fashion a chicken coat of sorts made out of small scarves.  Mabel looked like a gypsy and did not like wearing them. 

So again we resorted to the large dog carrier, filled with pine shavings, in the kitchen.  The girls seem to like being in here, and readily go to sleep as soon as we turn off the kitchen lights.  When I told the women in my book club today about bringing the girls in, I think they thought I was nuts.  Do you think I am spoiling my chickens?  It's only going to be 22F tonight, and Mabel is nude!