The only way to open the door to the outside of our chicken's pen in the morning is to reach waaaay in and flip the latch and, BANG, the trap door drops open. Equally surprising and not unlike children on that very last day of school, the chickens come running out with their twiggy legs a blur and their heads pointed straight ahead towards their target: outside!
It truly is a sight to see.
Once outside, they begin their morning work. They check their pen for treats and treasures, they bicker, they stretch their wings, and follow each other around. They are generally a busy bunch.
We usually have some kitchen scraps to give them in the morning and they have come to expect these treats. They walk to the fence and crane their necks in expectation.
This morning they received a leftover sandwich and soon we witnessed one of the most entertaining of chicken performances: the chicken chase. All around the pen the chicken with the sandwich ran, around and around and around, with all the other chickens following close behind. After a few laps, the lead chicken ran back up the ramp into the pen and one after another all the other chickens followed. Soon, they all slowly returned to the outer pen, no sandwich in sight. We could only guess what kind of scuffle took place in the pen over that sandwich. Funny stuff...