Like everyone who has chickens, I love my chickens. It wouldn’t quite feel, well, farmy, without them roaming around, pecking and clocking. Ours are currently entirely free-range, having the whole run of the place, but as the gardens grow, the chickens will begin being limited. They’ll certainly always have plenty of room to roam, and I’m weighing different fencing options to give them as much leeway as possible. I love seeing them waddle over to check out what’s happening. We’ve lost a lot to predators– probably raccoons and foxes, and certainly a red-tailed hawk– and we’ve had to become more vigilant about shutting up the henhouse quickly in the evening. Once the weather turns chilly, animals get hungrier, and chickens are a tasty snack. But losing chickens is part and par for the course if you’re allowing them freedom. I wish knowing that made it easier, though. I do love my girls.