This is not our front porch:
This is the new door mat on the aforementioned front porch:
This is the pumpkin next to the new door mat:
Our chickens (who have never once been on our own front porch) love our neighbor's front porch, a fact we were slightly aware of, but since we can't see their front porch from our front porch, we did not fully realize just how much they are really there. Apparently, our chickens have taken to sitting on our neighbor's living room windowsill and pecking the window during family gatherings; they try to go in their front door when it's open, and have even carved their pumpkin for them (again, of course, never showing the slightest interest in our own pumpkins). And, oh, they make a mess spreading the neighbor's wood chips everywhere. (Should I mention, they never make a mess in our own wood chips?)
Luckily, our neighbors are very kind people with a good sense of humor. However, the chickens are grounded to their coop for quite a long while, since we do not want to test the limits of our neighbor's niceness.
And they seemed like such good chickens.
P.S. Their front porch is wet in the door mat picture because they just finished washing off all the chicken poop; wouldn't want trick-or-treaters stepping in that.
