Except for having hawks and coyotes and no telling what else waiting to eat my chickens (one less snake I might add), they could run loose and free range . . so long as they stay off the Highlander. Come to think of it, with that luggage rack on top, I think it could be a perfect roosting spot. For their own safety we keep them in a covered run but these chickens are such determined little critters. Yesterday I went out the garden and looked up and the chickens had climbed up a crooked tree and were jumping down . . on the outside of their pen. Vince fixed it to where they couldn’t climb the tree but when he started to go back to lunch this afternoon, I looked out and two chickens were running around in the yard. He put them back in the pen and fixed where he thought they had gone under. When I went out there a few minutes ago, three of them were out.
I threw out some scratch so they would be busy eating and I could easily catch them.
The chickens that remained inside the fence could not figure out how to get out and they were quite unhappy and very vocal that some of the chickens were free and had scratch!
I caught all three of them, though Bertha doesn’t like me one bit and having me pick her up did not make her very happy. I think I found another spot where they’re getting under the fence and I fixed it. If they can get out so easily, something could get in just as easily and eat them up so I suppose letting them run loose isn’t so bad. When I started this blog post, they were all inside the fence. I’m not even going out there now but my guess is . . same three are out again.