They ran around and had so much fun! I guess they had fun . . how do you really know if a chicken is having fun or not? They seem happy . . running around and exploring in their expanded little world inside the wooden box, walking around on dirt and grass instead of cardboard and wood shavings.
Then, it began getting dark and the chicks looked at me like . . mom, we are coming in, aren’t we?
The wooden lid was closed. Goodnight dear chicks!
I can’t be 100% sure they’re happy but I’m definitely 100% sure I’m happy to have them out of the house. Vince said tomorrow the weather maybe bad and they may need to be moved back into the house. I said . . I said . . nothing!