I`ve just spent a lovely morning with the dogs, cats and girls in the garden.
We pottered about in the sun, chopping things down, moving plants and cleaning out the shed, ready for the new bigger run to arrive tomorrow .
I loaded up the car and then after lunch outside
(first time in ages!) shut the girls in their run to go to the tip.
When I got home I went to let them out again. As I turned away, out of the house and down the ramp strolled Alfie the cat!
I can only guess he had climbed in and gone for a crafty kip in the nest box when my back was turned, and I`d shut him in by mistake.
I now have chickens with better recalls than the dog, and a cat who thinks he is a chicken. Is there no hope for me? lol