Into the hytte

 In the evening, around 8:45, we go outside and 
help coax our chickens into their hytte for the night.

They still need some assistance as we train 

them to bed down for the night inside.

I have to remember they have brains the size of a peanut, and

they are still only about 9 weeks old.

It's hilarious as we each grab as many as possible and head to

 their cozy space in the corner of the yard. 

Sometimes they're very good and follow us; 

other days, they are stinkers and run in the opposite direction.

That's what happened tonight.