We were quite happy being city hens

So we proceeded with our plan this morning.  They thought they were doing us a great favour by opening our door and letting us explore this thing they call “the countryside”  So we stayed in bed.

We then had to suffer the indignity of being forcibly removed from our cosy sleeping quarters and having the door firmly shut behind us.  We were not going to over react.  We stood, with dignity, just outside our bedroom door and agreed to go on a hunger strike.


Then, when they weren’t looking we moved off quickly to hide under the trees where they couldn’t see us.  That should worry them a bit.  And while we are here there seems to be some good scratching to be done.