Silly Chickens

I took a quick trip out to the chicken coop to gather eggs while the canner was heating up.  I had the eggs in the basket and was bent over talking to and petting some of the girls when one of the girls jumped on my back.  It startled me and she started walk around when I suddenly remembered how they poop everywhere and all the time.  I stood up slowly and she proceeded to jump to one of the roosts.  When I came in the house I looked in the mirror and thankfully no poop but some muddy marks from her feet.  Their run is like a swamp in places with all the rain we've had.  Lucky me, silly girl.