So, I go into the chicken pen to feed up and collect the eggs... I toss out some lettuce and some leftover grits and other assorted 'treats' from the 'compost' bucket...
and about the time the food hits the ground, the chickens explode....
... I mean they literally explode into my face, squawking, flapping... they hit me with full force and I dropped the feed bucket that I was carrying.
It is then that I realize that a very quiet German Shepherd has entered the pen behind me...
I almost had a heart attack... and though my girls had gone nuts.
There was no bad behavior... merely curiosity, so I didn't scold, but it was one of those 'have a heart attack moments' that you get sometimes.
I suspect the same is true for the chickens... who went back to feeding as soon as the situation was corrected. Dog outside, calm reigns in chicken land.
About Me
- dawn
- I'm 50 years old and blessed to have had every year! I've been married to a great guy for 27 years and have three young adult children. I live on a farm that has been in my family for 5 generations, in a house that has sheltered 4 generations. We practice an ecologically sound lifestyle as has been lived here before us. I was raised here, on the homeplace, by my great aunts and uncles, who taught me much and held in high esteem the satisfaction of a good days work, wise choices and the love and care of all who fell within the circle of their concern.
The Lord bless thee, and keep thee: The Lord make His face to shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee. The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee, and give thee peace. Num 6:24-26
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