One of these things is not like the others;
can you pick out the store-bought yolk?And then nature and my own stupidity took care of the situation for me. The night before we left for Maryland, my brain was in a complete fuzz and I forgot to close the chicken house door after they roosted for the night. You can guess what my LSH found in the morning. Lots of feathers, but no chickens.
Insert [guilt-ridden feelings] here.
The old chickens are dead; long live the new chickens!