FINALLY!

Nothing has twitterpated my heart like looking through the old antique window, through chicken wire, and into a chicken coop with my bustling little gals checking out their new digs. The first attempt at getting the girls moved into their new coop was a big FAIL! We didn't have the window in yet and I thought it would be fine since it felt so nice out. About 3:30 am a nasty storm rolled through which jolted me out of my slumber. In my pjs, I flew outside to find 3 of my 7 girls soaking wet, including Ziggy-138, my runt. I scooped them up, and with Hubby standing at the door for a hand-off, ran them inside back to their brooder. It was kind of comical because most of them were sleeping so soundly that they didn't really even wake up. I know they probably would have been fine, but I didn't want to take the chance. I love my girls. Last night we tried again. The girls settled down in a pile to go to sleep. I went out to check on them early this morning and they were stretching and scratching about--happy as can be. And, speaking of Happy, our pooch, he is doing quite well with them. I don't think they'll ever have an encounter that isn't separated by 4" and two layers of chicken wire, but he didn't bark all night and that's a good thing!