Fall in the mud

Having a mud bath late afternoon at this time of year?  It's not that warm. They're into it, though.And after a good restful mud flop, it's time to go ruffle up one's hay bed.And then get food stuck in your forehead hair. The Colonel got into the greenhouse today, laid down the law.  I left the door ajar while I was cleaning coops, and then there was a kerfuffle inside, and then there was a bigger kerfuffle outside, as the Deputy seized the moment and tried to seize the Colonel's hens while he was otherwise occupied.Funny, I tried and tried to get the Colonel to go in the greenhouse a month ago and fertilize the GH hens, but he wasn't having it then.Back to coop training: Well, that looks exactly like yesterday. The Silkie chicks are all This is what we do, we huddle up in a pile on the floor, and the Chantis are cramming themselves in the broody box.  I'm sure Mom loves that.  She's still got her mud dreads, I see.