Creatures of Habit

Success!! The kids all head into the coop at dark now to roost and mostly sleep until dawn. It took a week for them to catch on. After three days of lifting them into the coop from the run, four would automatically walk up the ramp as the sun set. For another couple of days though, two remained on the ground until one of us, many hours later, would place them with the rest. Bill would say, "they do have small brains." I would reply, "and they are blondes." But finally, as with many of us, habit has become behavior, and we can go to sleep knowing the chicks are snug and safe in their sleeping loft.