They climb all over me when it starts to get dark. They want to go into the coop. They even go up the ramp, but Blossom is usually waiting to chase them back out again. She seems to get her thrill from sending them screeching and running for cover. Cover is me.
So if you're looking for me around sun down, just follow the sound of the frantic peeping! I'll be under the chickens!
Y'all Come Back,
a.k.a. That crazy chicken lady