It snowed during the night, much to the surprise of the Silkie chicks in the grow-out pen. They were all hatched in summer so they've never seen the cold white fluffy stuff before. This morning when I opened their coop door they all started to run down the plank like always then they saw the snow and stopped dead! They stood there in silence for a few minutes. A low clucking sound started in the back of the group. I imagine they were saying 'hey, what's the hold up? Move it!'
The ones in the front clucked quietly back. Probably something along the lines of 'what the heck is that stuff?' After a few minutes of clucking conversation a few ventured off the plank into the snow.
Eventually they did cross over it to eat breakfast then right back into their coop where they've been ever since. I tried scattering some scratch around, but they couldn't be bribed. I suppose I'll go out later and shovel it out for the picky little feather balls. *sigh* Spoiled, aren't they?