Shut in the Garden Office

[muninnhuginn]

 I've had to shut the big sliding door to the garden office to prevent the hen getting in: she's found the one ex-meat delivery container, made of expanded polystyrene, and is eating it. What is it with hens and polystyrene?

It's such a shame. Yesterday, before Miss Sixpence started eating the boxes, I had her and one of next door's cats for company.

Next door's cat has taken up residence in the fennel forest instead.