Every evening, I go out to the coop to open the door so the chickens can go to bed. The little savages come running and meet me at the gate to the pasture where they are happily free ranging all day, then its a nice parade with me (like I am mother nature) to the coop.
Well during this nice peaceful parade to the coop they each take turns dashing in front of me trying to trip me and/or flying up ON me, suddenly my joyous stroll turns me flailing my arms, spinning around in circles and/or Army crawling to the coop as to not step on them.
LOL not really but you get the picture.....GRRRRRR
Well during this nice peaceful parade to the coop they each take turns dashing in front of me trying to trip me and/or flying up ON me, suddenly my joyous stroll turns me flailing my arms, spinning around in circles and/or Army crawling to the coop as to not step on them.
LOL not really but you get the picture.....GRRRRRR