Passing by the coop recently I saw some gals in the boxes performing their daily egg duties.
The first hen attempted to hide behind some wisps of hay.
The second hen chose the ‘pretend the lady with the camera doesn’t exist’ approach.
The last hen made no bones about it.
“You AND your stinking camera can go straight to HELL and BURN forever while I cluck in laughter for eternity!”
Maybe I should bring her some scratch. AFTER the egg is laid.
In her defense, if I laid eggs I don’t think I’d want an audience either.
Lay on girlfriend, I’ll be on my way!