Can your chicken do this?

Hurricanehead and Rocketboy just watched Chicken Run again. Normally I can't countenance repeat viewings of children's films, but Chicken Run I can deal with. As claymation hens go, Ginger is pretty cool.

Now that I have daily chicken contact, though, the film's premise seems a little strained. Maybe those chickens can't get out of their pen, but my chickens are made of craftier stuff. I've already written about Wanda's flying escapades, which have mercifully ceased. Neutron hasn't got the hang of flight but she's compensating nicely.

She's discovered this great little out-of-the-way place for lunch.

Compost bugs are the best nosh ever, and nothing stands between Neutron and her snacks. Unfortunately, this also means the garden gate no longer stands between Neutron and the new bed of tender broccoli seedlings. Time for row covers.