Bridge Over the Chicken Kwai

First off, the chooks are OK.

It's pouring rain today. How nice, I thought. I shall bake bread and make Mayak eggs, I thought. I fed the chooks and they seemed fine, so I went back in and started everything.

The rain was really coming down so I went back out to make sure it hadn't blown over their food or anything. And that is when I discovered that the run had flooded and they were strutting around in four inches of water!

I madly rushed about laying down scrap lumber so they had something to stand on, and then tried to lure them into the coop, which is dry as it's well above the ground. Nothing doing. Not even mealworms could lure them in. It wasn't bedtime and they knew it.

I was soaked to the skin, so I went back in, took my second shower of the day, and sent an emergency text to the guys who built the run to see about installing a drain. And soon I will have to go out again to make sure those little feathered nitwits had the sense to get in out of the rain and aren't hypothermic.

Generally I love keeping chickens but NOT TODAY.

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