chicken enclosure

My porch hen trained herself to clear six-foot fences

One of my girls is so committed to her porch-chair egg-laying addiction that she's basically turned my fence-raising efforts into an Olympic training program. I thought I was outsmarting her by gradually making the enclosure taller. Instead, I accidentally created a six-foot-jumping champion who sees barriers as a fun challenge. That's some serious fowl dedication. It's equal parts impressive and terrifying, especially when you remember this is a chicken, not a kangaroo. Her determination is honestly cluck-tastic, even if it means my porch will never be egg-strictly off-limits. For more feathered friend drama, check out our article on when your chicken starts quacking, it's not fowl play, just pure egg-citement.