Eep! EEp! EEp!
Some of Leigh's hens, quite inexplicably and much to their peril, don't like staying in the chicken yard. They prefer to nest and lay eggs in bushes, flower beds, the tractor, the porch, and the Barn. Since he can't keep track of the hens, sometimes a clutch escapes his notice. This little one came from a group of ten or twelve being tended by three hens in the barn.
So young that it had not yet learned to run away from me!