I’ve said it before; chickens are highly suggestible.
On most days we can’t retrieve the eggs until early afternoon because one chicken after another is settled into the nesting boxes. Yesterday we only collected three eggs.
This morning all of the chickens went out right away—none stayed in the boxes, and there were no eggs. A bit later Cherisse heard the kind of clucking sound hens make when they are laying. She found the hen under the coop in one of the depressions they have made with their frequent dirt baths. The newly laid egg was there, along with eight others. One chicken must have laid an egg there yesterday, and the others followed suit. So the mystery is solved (between yesterday and today we’ve collected 14 eggs). Now we need to reacquaint them with the nesting boxes!