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When I caught one of my dogs tearing feathers off a chicken, with several other dead chickens around, I did something I never thought I would do... I dragged each of my dogs to those chicken carcasses and beat them mercilessly. I cried while I did it. There are many who would say I was cruel, but I have a neighbor who would shoot my dogs dead if they ever looked twice at any of his livestock, as would many of the people who live in my area. I can't take any chances that they will develop a taste for killing chickens. After that horrible day, I made sure to take the dogs inside the chicken pen with me every chance I could, and would reward them for good behavior. As I got to trust them with that more, I would toss down chicken treats and scold the dogs for trying to get them, then reward them for good behavior. I made sure to pick up and hold and pet the chickens in front of them regularly so they could see the chickens were part of my pack. I would put my face close to the chickens, like a dog would when sniffing another dog, and participate in pack behaviors with the chickens. At first if the dogs were anywhere in the vicinity of the chickens I would growl, and later, if I ever found the dogs staring at the chickens, I would growl. Seriously. Growl. You're the packleader, and you have to speak to them in a language they understand. I think we've finally reached a point of peace. I almost had a heart attack the other day when I saw one of my chickens get up on the porch with the dogs after I put dogfood in the bowl, and start pecking in it, but the dogs didn't do a thing. I've watched the chickens scratch for bugs in the leaves between the legs of my dogs. I still won't leave the chickens out to freerange when I'm not home, but now I have no issues with going inside to clean while they're out roaming.
When I caught one of my dogs tearing feathers off a chicken, with several other dead chickens around, I did something I never thought I would do... I dragged each of my dogs to those chicken carcasses and beat them mercilessly. I cried while I did it. There are many who would say I was cruel, but I have a neighbor who would shoot my dogs dead if they ever looked twice at any of his livestock, as would many of the people who live in my area. I can't take any chances that they will develop a taste for killing chickens. After that horrible day, I made sure to take the dogs inside the chicken pen with me every chance I could, and would reward them for good behavior. As I got to trust them with that more, I would toss down chicken treats and scold the dogs for trying to get them, then reward them for good behavior. I made sure to pick up and hold and pet the chickens in front of them regularly so they could see the chickens were part of my pack. I would put my face close to the chickens, like a dog would when sniffing another dog, and participate in pack behaviors with the chickens. At first if the dogs were anywhere in the vicinity of the chickens I would growl, and later, if I ever found the dogs staring at the chickens, I would growl. Seriously. Growl. You're the packleader, and you have to speak to them in a language they understand. I think we've finally reached a point of peace. I almost had a heart attack the other day when I saw one of my chickens get up on the porch with the dogs after I put dogfood in the bowl, and start pecking in it, but the dogs didn't do a thing. I've watched the chickens scratch for bugs in the leaves between the legs of my dogs. I still won't leave the chickens out to freerange when I'm not home, but now I have no issues with going inside to clean while they're out roaming.