My feathered rat friends are still refusing to lay eggs where I can find them. As you can tell from the picture above, they've now decided to host a chicken social hour (complete with crowing and lots of clucking) on my front porch, mainly due to the cold weather and rain. Normally, they are very content to roost in our trees and wander the property eating bugs and tossed out scratch, but the in climate conditions have put a wet damper on their traversing.

I have plans for a new coop - well, actually their only coop since they've always roosted in the rhody planted right off my front porch - but the weather and my energy level just haven't cooperated for me to build it. I need to take advantage of these sunny yet brisk days to get their condo built. Maybe they'll finally produce some cackleberries and earn their keep.

I know that Henrietta would appreciate it: