So, okay, we had always planned to let our chickens free-range. We've been waiting until they are bigger and not such an easy meal for the local birds of prey. And then we had thought we should train the dogs to understand that our poultry are not a meal for them either. We were a bit nervous as Tippy has "butted" the fencing around the chicken run when the chickens have come over to check her out. And, well, Spotters is a bit of a doofus, so we really had no idea what he would do.
Anyhoo, I'm on the phone with my sister and happen to look out the window and see chickens.
Walking around.
Outside their run.
And the dogs are outside.
Basically ignoring the chickens.
So much for that.
Interestingly, my friend Eva and I were chatting about the issue with the dogs and the chickens last Friday and she pointed out that the dogs have been at our friend, Sue's house with her chickens out and about. I was flabbergasted. Having been very nervous about what would happen between the chickens and the dogs, I had completely forgotten that they have already been around free-ranging chickens.
So, as Charles Ingalls would say, "All's well that ends well."
Happy Chickens!
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