Bad Chickens! BAD CHICKENS!

[buildingmyark]

Oh my! All of these stories you told just made me smile! My chickens also pulled this on me. I went to close the coop up for the night and when I looked inside the roost was empty. So, of course, expecting the worse, I ran to tell my DH that all of the chickens were missing. He comes to check things out and says "Did you look up there?" All of them on the rafters. What's funny is when we open the door in the morning and they come flying down like fighter pilots. You better not be in their way!

 

[CherryChick]

I'm so glad you found your chickens. That is a really cute story. I hope my babies won't scare me to death like yours did to you, but I'll just have to wait and watch.

 

[scooter147]

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Growing up we had a large number of "barnyard "banties" My dad loved them. They were basically feral. Behind the house we had a huge patch of wild raspberries and this was there favorite spot to hang out during the day and of course the hens favorite spot to nest and hatch out chicks. My dad also had beagles and he would let them out of their pens from time to time during non hunting season to run. The first place they headed was that raspberry patch because rabbits liked it as well. WELL when those dogs got in their it looked like a scene out of a North Dakota pheasant hunting show. Those banties would come flying up out of there just like a pheasant, although they usually flew up into the trees and many would go at least the 15 feet up after flying a good ways.
As I got older and more into "nature" I realized that this flock of feral chickens was a great example of natural selection. The smartest, fastest and those who could fly well survived and of course past those genes along to the next generation.