Perhaps you other chicken people will recognize yourselves in my cautionary tale.
I have been having major pain from my spine through my shoulder to my funny bone. After about four days of suffering, I made an appointment with a chiropractor for before work. I woke up, did my chores, raced out of the house almost an hour early to make my appointment. (Here in the country, everything is 30 miles away!)
The chiropractor welcomed me, had me change into a gown, returned and cracked my back and neck, then left the room. And that's when it happened...
I looked at the stool I'd just been sitting on and on the floor in front of it? A big clod of chicken poop and straw! As I glanced around the room, two more clods that had obviously fallen off my dirty shoes! Horrors! Luckily there was a handy box of tissues nearby, so I quickly picked it all up, hoping the chiropractor had not seen what a mess I was!
I know, I know, I should have a separate pair of barn shoes. But I've never been able to make that work -- I always end up having to dash out there for something, or not being able to find the right shoes for the right place. Any help for me?