Yesterday was a nice morning, so I hobbled with my cane down to the barnyard, pulled up a chair by our big poultry "nursery" pen, and watched Mama guinea with her keets. DH had just opened up the smaller nesting cage to the big walk-in pen, there is a ramp down from the cage into the pen. Mama patiently walked up and down the ramp, calling to her babies to follow. They all tumbled down and started running around. The fun started when Mama decided to go back up the ramp back to the cage. She would nicely walk up, babies running behind her. Maybe 2 or 3 would stay right behind her and go up. The rest would run under the ramp instead of up, then around and around, crying pitifully, then here she would come down again, start the same process again. Of course the babies that had followed her up came back down again. NEVER would all of them make it up the ramp! We got to see their flying abilities, except they would flutter against the chicken wire instead of finding the opening, then drop down again. This was an all-day process. I can't imagine how many times Mama made that trip up and down the ramp! Thank goodness, by evening they were all back in the cage. Wonder if they will remember how to do it today ??