The chickens got out the other day, free ranging through the yard and beyond. They had a ball! I hated to put them back in the pen, but it's for their own safety. We have owls, hawks, eagles, possums, skunks, raccoons, and the occasional cougar -- all of whom would love a nice chicken dinner.
During their day of foraging, the ladies scraped and clawed everything in sight. Including this patch of dirt.
I found the heart after the chickens had been rounded up and, with much complaining, deposited back into safety.
