Up with the alarm, breakfast down our throats and out the door for an appointment in town. Town is an hour away and also contains some of our favourite people, one of which we acquired on arrival, so we were gone most of the day. Our chickens were not impressed.
They are blessed with a very dedicated farmer, however. I was still wrangling grocery bags while she was already filling her pail with scratch for them, so their deprivation was at least met with swift relief when we did get home.
Meanwhile the smart one was scoring choice kitchen scraps and worms in the compost. They really need to learn to follow her when she gets quiet.