No-Fly Zone

Not long after we got our hens, I opened the back door just in time to observe Violet clearing the fence. We knew when we first brought her home that she was ''The Hen Most Likely to Fly" and this was the last straw so it was wing-clipping time for her. She took it better than I had expected and afterward we both went on our merry ways. Then, a few days ago, I found Lucy outside the fence. I easily caught her and put her back where she belongs, safe from the critters who roam the world outside our cozy yard. I really didn't think much of her getting out but later in the day, Hubs discovered her exploring the rest of the property and that was that. Once again, out came the scissors! I should probably just go ahead with preventative measures and clip the wings of Pearl, "The Hen Who Lays No Eggs.''