We had a chicken-flying-fences problem beginning in September, but it took until our staycation rested our minds before we were able to start getting a handle on the issue. With problems like this, I've found that clipping wings (dealing with the symptoms) doesn't hold a candle to rooting out the real cause of the problem. So I put on my thinking cap and realized there were several issues at play.

First of all, this year's rooster turned out to be a pouncer rather than a dancer, and he was especially fond of the Buff Orpingtons. As a result, those ladies started flying fences to escape his affections, and the other hens soon followed suit. I have a feeling that if I'd paid attention and nipped this in the bud, deleting the rooster would have been sufficient cure, but the cat is now out of the bag. Oh well!

Since the pullets started flying over fences right when they started to lay, though, they ended up choosing random spots in the weeds to cache their eggs. Again, this problem was exacerbated by our neglect. The chickens were roosting in the coop nest boxes at that time, so the cavities were poopy and unpleasant. No wonder our hens didn't want to lay there. As a retroactive fix, Mark moved the roosts away from the nest boxes, cleaned out the latter, and then added one nest box on the floor. (Even though humans like raised nest boxes and chickens like raised roosts, in my experience a hen will always prefer a nest box on the ground.)

A few pullets started laying in the ground nest box, but half were still flying fences, so Tuesday we embarked on Project Shut-In. It's pretty simple and is a relatively effective way of breaking hens from roosting or laying outside the coop. Just leave your girls inside with no play time for a few days, and their short chicken attention spans seem to become refocused on home base.

I hope that puts the finishing touches on solving the fence-flying problem! As you can tell, we could have nipped the issue in the bud in several different ways in September, but in the midst of the planting/weeding/harvesting frenzy, something had to fall by the wayside. Good thing chickens are relatively easy to get back on the right track even after a month of neglect.