The six hens have a 8ft x 4ft space of ground on which to mill about. Their roost sits up above, about 4ft from the ground. They have a good amount of space. But no space is as good as the space you can’t get to. One of the little hens jumped up and out the door this morning when I poured out their feed.
They had a full day to themsleves, running free in the backyard yesterday amongst the melting snow. Apparently they were hoping for at least one more.
