My two beasts are completely trustworthy around the chickens (even tiny Seramas), but that wasn't always the way. Scooter got into the chicken yard once a few years ago and was chasing the pullets, pulling feathers, and gleefully wreaking havoc. I was trying to get him, but he chased some into the coop run through the pop door and I thought he'd hurt them. The quickest way to reach him was to go through the pop door, but as I am rather well endowed in the read end department, I only got halfway in. Luckily, I had grabbed a stick, and just as he was going after my favorite girl, I whacked him across the back with the stick. Now, I'm not proud of this, but you have to picture me on hands and knees, my backside hanging out of the run, topside in chicken poo, all out of breath from chasing that dog and thought my sweet barred rock was going to be devoured! Well, Scooter was so surprised, he yelped and jumped and cowered down. I thought at first that I really hurt him, but that wasn't it. He was scared of the chickens!! He thought one of the chickens had karate chopped him! From that moment on, he had nothing but the greatest respect for the chickens. And since he wasn't trying to chase them, the older dog, Belle, fell in line too. Lucky me!! Not a training method I would recommend, but I can't argue with the results.
Scooter, rehabilitated chicken terrorist. (He came to us as a stray about a year before the chicken attacked him. Shhhhh... It's our secret!)
Now both dogs and chickens live together in peace.
Edited by Wishing4Wings - 3/4/16 at 9:00pm