The Polish chickens live in that small coop, a large re-purposed doghouse. We had no idea the top could come whirling off . . . think the house in the Wizard of OZ.
Four sopping wet Polish chickens, whose soaked top feathers were matted down and hung down over their eyes, were brought inside the house to dry off for the afternoon.
The Polish, because of their top feathers, shouldn't really be in the rain and allowed to get soaked because the water drips down into their eye and could cause infection.
We put the four in a large dog crate after we dried them off . One rooster and three hens.
Sure, it was tight quarters but it was for the best and only temporary.
You don't realize how loud a rooster's crow really is, until he is right in the next room!
The hens even laid an egg in the crate. See the bottom of the picture, a white egg?
Of course if I had new batteries in my camera I could have taken a very sweet picture of my daughter drying each chicken with a towel, one by one, in her lap. But it was just one of those days.
You can see some brighter and clearer pictures of our Polish chickens here and here and here.
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