Chicken Run

This morning as I go outside to retrieve a 1 year old escapee daughter of mine, my neighbor Ronda and her children are standing in their driveway, announcing to me that 4 of our chickens are running footloose and fancy free around the back of the barn.

I thank them and immediately call to my 3 year old son.

"Chickens are loose!"

Within seconds, like a bull out of the shute, comes my little fearless Chicken Catcher, legs running as fast as they can with a determination and purpose to his gait.

The neighbor children decided the roundup sounded like too much fun, so they joined right in.

I am telling you, this child has a knack. If there were such a thing as Chicken Rodeos, I would have think he would have quite a future in it.


Got her!



It's just a little hard getting them over the fence when you're standing so close to it, and not able (as he did the other morning) wing 'em over by their necks like baseballs. (not to worry, they all are healthy and happy little chicks...yes, perhaps on the nervous ninny side of things, and yet to lay an egg...but overall, they seem contented!).

It's good to have your big brother around to lend a hand (but only AFTER they've been caught).

Breakfast time! Gathering in feed in the coupe.

Our neighbor and friend, Logan, is the oldest of the 'small ones', so he had 'carrying duty'.



Thank you for stopping by my little cottage to visit and see our morning excitement.
I hope you have a special kind of summer weekend!