"There's No place like home, there's no place like home!"~Dorothy

The Chickens of Oz

A few weeks ago we had some awfully high wind storms here in Weiser. My dear sweet chickens had routinely been harassed by our witchy black cat Onyx from the other side of their chicken wire cage. So I imagine some supernatural forces were at play in this incident. The wind picked up over night and blew their gate open. My very curious chickens made the fatal mistake of coming out of their warm, lighted coop. They were immediately blown out of their fenced in area and out into the cruel, cruel world. If by some miracle they have survived and you see them, walking along the yellow-brink road. Tell them to remember their ruby slipper and just click them together and cluck, " There is no place like home, there is no place like home."