i've only had my chicks 5 days and have already scared myself half to death! i'm brooding my 22 little peepers in my sunroom (soon to get moved down to my demolished-for-remodel bathroom) and have been very careful to keep the cats in the basement and a strict eye on the dogs. mostly, the dogs just ignore them altogether (the brooder is up on a table), but they do go sniff the box every morning when they are first let out of my room. today i had some errands to run so i made sure all the cats were downstairs, put Daisy and Molly in their crates, and told Doc, my 2 year old, 85 lb, ditzy Labradoodle, to get in his crate. i guess i got sidetracked by carrying things out to the car, but somehow i forgot to close Doc's crate door. i came home 3 hours later and there he was, grinning at me through the door! i panicked. i panicked so much that i couldn't punch the code into the door (we're forever loosing keys so we got a lock with a keypad!). i just knew he had eaten every one of my precious little chicks. when i finally got the door open, i ran inside and went straight to the brooder. not a single thing was wrong. all the chicks were peeping away, digging holes in their bedding and jumping on each other. i gave Doc the biggest hug and he just looked at me like "Did you really think I'd eat them? I'm so hurt!" then i walked into the kitchen and discovered why he hadn't been interested in the chicks: every piece of trash and everything in my compost bin was strewn across the kitchen floor... i've never been so happy to clean up slobbery trash in my whole life! what about you guys? any near misses?