And not in a good way.
Alas, I'm writing to report that we forgot and left the coop door open last night. All night. This morning there was only one girl remaining and she refuses to leave the nesting box. It must've been traumatic, whatever happened.
RIP Juanita.
Note: picture taken in September 2005
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