Dancing Queens

I got to witness the Fresh Hay dance again on Sunday. It certainly is a sight to behold.

Instead of separating out tiles of hay like I had done before I just tossed a stack between the feeder and the door to the coop yard, then stood back and watched the games begin.

I watched for a couple of minutes and then continued on with some yard work. By the time I went to collect eggs yesterday evening the place had been completely redecorated. They must have danced danced danced all night long. (Steve Miller anyone?)