Each and every night I have been chasing Dottie Speckles out of the nesting boxes. I do not want her to sleep there. We have been having a major battle on this subject. She is defiant, but when I open the boxes, she knows. Like a moping teenager, she slowly finds her way up to the roost. Sometimes, if it is not entirely dark, she will sneak her way back into the box. I have learned. I do a final check on the girls just as complete darkness arrives.
The last two nights, I have had to also take Dolly out of her “broody” nesting box and put her up on the roost. Both evenings, she has been fast asleep. I had read about sleeping chickens but I had never had to deal with one in person. They are funny, completely vulnerable and unaware. I lifted sleeping Dolly out of the box. She was like a limp rag doll, somewhere off in dreamland. I tried to place her on the roost. She plopped a few inches off the back and ended up on the floor. She did not notice. She was still fast asleep. I scooped her up again and took her feet one by one and guided them onto the roost. All the while, she slept. She did not make a sound. Mind you, this entire exchange happened in total darkness!
This morning she happily came running out of the coop. It must have been that great night’s sleep.
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