But look at the egg total! Another 24 eggs is eight days!
This is the equivilent of morning rush hour around here.
The mad rush out of their pen and around the garden first thing.
Mr Lottie threw out some chopped up apple and pear cores, and it was a mad dash to grab a chunk and run off in all directions with their prize possession!
Then a mad dash back once they'd eaten it for search for any remains!