Last night the chickens had to be physically put into their new house. This involved Rob crawling into the run on all fours and catching and lifting them. I'm really sorry but there are no pictures of this. Rob isn't really sorry. Apparently the Light Sussex were timid and compliant and the Black Rocks were whizzing around avoiding him.
Tonight, however, after a day spent popping in and out of their house, they all put themselves to bed. If only my children were such quick studies.
No eggs today. But then technically they were supposed to be point of lay so we're not disappointed. A lot of chicken gazing is still taking place.