No, the weather has not improved, but Dizzy positioned himself at the Chunnel this morning, presumably to check passports, so we know that despite whatever other chaos reigns today, Chickenland will be in good hands. Or, rather, paws.
I read somewhere that placing a log in the chicken pen is akin to a home entertainment center for chickens. Let the log sit for a week or so, then turn it over and, voila! An entire metropolis of yummy bug treats will have sprung up for the chickens’ dining pleasure. The CE seized upon the idea and transferred part of our woodpile to the chicken pen yesterday, along with a chair that has quickly become their preferred roosting place.
That’s it for now. Off to get ready for a day of wedding festivities!