A quick history: We have a stray kitty that showed up in the chicken run as a tiny kitten, who is still there now, living with the big girls.Three or 4 of the big girlsescape their run every morning and roam the neighbors yards all day. And I have a trio of year old girls that have the run of the yard, and like to come up to the porch and beg. One decided to start a molt in the middle of January,but is finally feathered again and just started laying again- in the back of the grill. And then there is Barney, my frizzled silkie/cochin mix who decided to challenge my RIR mix rooster Hardy to a fight through the fence. Twice..
The fence between the banties and the big girls was fixed so that Barney and Hardy could not reach each other. This morning( after his last early morning wake up crowing) Barney was finally moved out of the crate in the laundry room back in with his girls.
He didn't know which girl to romance first. He ran around all of them, and they all ran away. ( The girls really don't care to be romanced).
Barney ran after them, and tried to jump on their backs. But the girls had their timing perfected- they stopped running just as Barney jumped- and he slid across their backs, and ended up leapfrogging over them. He landed in front of them, and turned around confused. Poor little Barney boy!! Those sikies are smart. He slid across 2 of their backs. The other girls run faster than him LOL. They don't scream, they just run. They sidestep and change directions on a dime.The poor little guy got all worn out within minutes. Luckily, one of the silkies gave in, and allowed Barney his 2.8 seconds of glory.
I was watching the boys from the deck through binoculars ( I have horrible vision, and it's the best way to keep an eye on them. If I walk toward the coops, they all stop what they are doing and run to the fence).
I saw the kitty rub against Hardy, then lay down and roll over -almost like asking for a belly rub. Hardy walked away, and the kitty followed. Rubbed against him again. It was very cute.
Meanwhile, there was scratching noises in the back of the grill. Beebee was trying to get comfortable, but Laurel was not having any of that.
Poor Beebee just wanted to lay an egg in peace. Laurel was determined to not let that happen. Laurel almost got egg on her face:
Not too long after, I took some kale out for the trio and the escapees. The female kitty in the house is in heat (AGAIN) and is trying to escape out the door, while the trio is on the porch trying to come in the door. The girls pecked at the kale leaves, leaving the stem.
Later,I brought doofydog out. Doofydog ate the kale stem. Yes, she is a weirdo.
I had a piece of kale in my hand. I was holding it out for the trio to peck at, and doofydog was going nuts trying to eat it. I had 4 chickens and one doofydog battling for a piece of kale.
The other escapee chickens saw the excitement and decided to run toward the food. The kitty, who never comes across the yard, was following them. I ran inside, and cut up some leftover steak and grabbed the camera.
I tossed the steak, and I had 6 chickens and 1 kitty running around trying to get a piece. Doofydog was at the end of her chain barking at the kitty- she only met the kitty once during the heavy snow.
Laurel, who is one of the year-olds is in a seperate coop from the big girls. Laurel is not used to having kitty share her space and eat her food. Laurel gave kitty a peck on the head, and then jumped up and kicked him .
Poor kitty isn't used to chickens who don't like him. He ran a few feet away, and thought he was safe.
He wasn't safe though. Beebee started running at him.
Kitty ran around the back of the coops, and within seconds, he was safely in the chicken run, sitting between Hardy and the big girls. Doofydog stopped barking, and was taken inside. Inside-cat-in-heat was scooped up as doofydog went in and she tried to come out. The trio stood at the back door begging. Barney stopped chasing his girls around. And the escapees went to find goodies in the neighbors yard.
The fence between the banties and the big girls was fixed so that Barney and Hardy could not reach each other. This morning( after his last early morning wake up crowing) Barney was finally moved out of the crate in the laundry room back in with his girls.
He didn't know which girl to romance first. He ran around all of them, and they all ran away. ( The girls really don't care to be romanced).
Barney ran after them, and tried to jump on their backs. But the girls had their timing perfected- they stopped running just as Barney jumped- and he slid across their backs, and ended up leapfrogging over them. He landed in front of them, and turned around confused. Poor little Barney boy!! Those sikies are smart. He slid across 2 of their backs. The other girls run faster than him LOL. They don't scream, they just run. They sidestep and change directions on a dime.The poor little guy got all worn out within minutes. Luckily, one of the silkies gave in, and allowed Barney his 2.8 seconds of glory.
I was watching the boys from the deck through binoculars ( I have horrible vision, and it's the best way to keep an eye on them. If I walk toward the coops, they all stop what they are doing and run to the fence).
I saw the kitty rub against Hardy, then lay down and roll over -almost like asking for a belly rub. Hardy walked away, and the kitty followed. Rubbed against him again. It was very cute.
Meanwhile, there was scratching noises in the back of the grill. Beebee was trying to get comfortable, but Laurel was not having any of that.
Poor Beebee just wanted to lay an egg in peace. Laurel was determined to not let that happen. Laurel almost got egg on her face:
Not too long after, I took some kale out for the trio and the escapees. The female kitty in the house is in heat (AGAIN) and is trying to escape out the door, while the trio is on the porch trying to come in the door. The girls pecked at the kale leaves, leaving the stem.
Later,I brought doofydog out. Doofydog ate the kale stem. Yes, she is a weirdo.
I had a piece of kale in my hand. I was holding it out for the trio to peck at, and doofydog was going nuts trying to eat it. I had 4 chickens and one doofydog battling for a piece of kale.
The other escapee chickens saw the excitement and decided to run toward the food. The kitty, who never comes across the yard, was following them. I ran inside, and cut up some leftover steak and grabbed the camera.
I tossed the steak, and I had 6 chickens and 1 kitty running around trying to get a piece. Doofydog was at the end of her chain barking at the kitty- she only met the kitty once during the heavy snow.
Laurel, who is one of the year-olds is in a seperate coop from the big girls. Laurel is not used to having kitty share her space and eat her food. Laurel gave kitty a peck on the head, and then jumped up and kicked him .
Poor kitty isn't used to chickens who don't like him. He ran a few feet away, and thought he was safe.
He wasn't safe though. Beebee started running at him.
Kitty ran around the back of the coops, and within seconds, he was safely in the chicken run, sitting between Hardy and the big girls. Doofydog stopped barking, and was taken inside. Inside-cat-in-heat was scooped up as doofydog went in and she tried to come out. The trio stood at the back door begging. Barney stopped chasing his girls around. And the escapees went to find goodies in the neighbors yard.
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