Excuse me, it’s morning.

The little door has fallen off the viewing window in the side of the coop.  Now there’s just a little grill, and in the morning, a chicken can eyeball me through it, impatiently.

I can see the sun is up.  Let us out already.
wooden coop with guinea fowl and chicken looking out window

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