Where do chickens wear their watches?
As April slid into May and May gave way to June, our hens reacted to the lengthening days by pushing back their self-imposed bedtime from 8 p.m. to 8:10, 8:15 and 8:20. And once June 20 rolled around, Stella, Nala and Snow had no trouble figuring out that the longest day of the year had arrived.
As April slid into May and May gave way to June, our hens reacted to the lengthening days by pushing back their self-imposed bedtime from 8 p.m. to 8:10, 8:15 and 8:20. And once June 20 rolled around, Stella, Nala and Snow had no trouble figuring out that the longest day of the year had arrived.
When I went out to lock them in their coop at 8:30 that night, they were still roaming around in their pen, begging for food and acting like it was high noon. I wasn’t about to mess with instinct by trying to force them to bed down prematurely. So I sauntered back to the house, waited until it was fully dark outside, and then headed out to the coop again about 8:50 or so.
Fortunately, chickens are not like small children who insist they aren’t tired and refuse to go to bed. Our hens may have been partying like it was 1999 at 8:30, but 20 minutes later they were snuggled, side by side, on their roost in the coop, looking for all the world like they should be wearing nightcaps as they awaited the sandman.
Fortunately, chickens are not like small children who insist they aren’t tired and refuse to go to bed. Our hens may have been partying like it was 1999 at 8:30, but 20 minutes later they were snuggled, side by side, on their roost in the coop, looking for all the world like they should be wearing nightcaps as they awaited the sandman.
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