It happened sometime Saturday, June 9. A milestone. Phoebe laid our flock's first egg... on the ground outside the chicken coop. We placed the egg in one of the coop's fourteen, straw-lined nesting boxes to show Phoebe, as well as the remaining five hens in our flock, the proper location to plop their eggs. Human intervention proved unnecessary, as our hens' innate nest making ability kicked in. Today, I discovered three eggs in a perfectly formed nest hollowed out atop a bale of straw leaning against the coop's interior wall. Apparently, we have hens that politely, patiently wait their turn.