21 birds in the coop today as, quite sensibly, no one would go out at all. As you can imagine it seemed pretty crowded in there (for sleeping it’s plenty roomy, but since they were awake, well a little crowded.)
Yesterday as the storm started there were a few hens under the front porch. I was afraid they’d get stuck there and managed to lure one out. I also found one resting on the ground under a chair just letting the snow pile up on her (it seemed the very picture of dumb, especially since she was all of five feet away from the coop.) I picked her up and put her inside and then was relieved when the rest of the under the porchers came out on their own in the late afternoon and made it back. Well–this morning we went outside and what do you know, but there is a hen on the front porch! She must have spent the whole night under the porch all by herself, poor thing. She was fine (though definitely a little slow-I had no trouble walking over to her and picking her up) but I cuddled her and tucked her in to the hay of the coop.
As for the rest of us? Another day by the fire and another afternoon watching a movie together (Polar Express, Aladdin, and Spirited Away). I also added a few more touches to my needlebook.
We did get outside for a little while. Clark loved it, whereas Tabby spent 10 minutes getting dressed up like a pink Michelin man and then climbing into the car to play, playing in the snow for about a minute, and then demanding to go inside.