Missing Willow Farm

Not sure what had gotten those five chicks, but our evil plan of splitting them up to cut our losses seems to have worked.  As soon as they have all of their big girl feathers, we’ll unplug their little heat lamps and move the chicken tractor into the pasture where the dogs will watch over them and the goats will pester them incessantly.   It’s kind of their job.  They do ‘annoying’ so well.