The temperature is in the seventies here in South Carolina today, and I let the chickens out while I moved their pen. They haven't had a proper dust bath in awhile because it's been rainy, and because I have had their pen in a place that lacked dry, loose soil. One found the ideal dust-bathing spot, and they all came for a dip. Chickens in confinement don't get to enjoy this perfect chicken-happiness. Mr. Cuteypants, the guinea who comes across the screen about midway through the video, enjoyed his (her) dust-bath earlier.