And then Vi seized the opportunity to mount a third daring escape attempt, and this time I was able to grab my camera before shooing her back into the pen. Her new friend flew off as soon as I’d got close enough to be a perceived threat, leaving Vi to wobble unsteadily for a few seconds before making a fairly ungainly descent to rejoin her fellow chickens. We’re making every effort to keep them safe from foxes, but she’s not doing herself any favours.
