My 11 week old BR chicks have been free ranging for a bit more than a week now and have found their way into the front yard and under a small, bushy tree. Today I had let the wife's 4 year old Miniature Pinscher out for his mid morning wanderings, not worrying much since he has pretty much been ignoring the chooks after the first couple of days. I was sitting here at the computer looking out the window watching my BR's lounge around the tree. The Min-Pin, after being out for an hour or so, was working his way back to the house and spotted the there. He slowly walked up to the low hanging branches and spotted one of the pullets scratching around. His stubby tail wagged and in he went after it. In a flash there was an explosion of leaves, branches, grass and puppy feet as the little guy came flying out of there full bore with my BR baby ROO in hot pursuit! Across the yard they ran, with neither slowing down. I wish I was outside so I could hear what was being said! And of course. no camera handy. The Min-Pin headed for the German Shepherd lounging against the fence on the other end of the yard, hiding under his chin for protection. Good old Dave (My cockerel) stopped, flapped wings a couple of times and turned around to head back to the girls. Me? I was cryin' from laughing so hard. I have been telling that dog he was messing with the wrong flock every day when he was barking at them as they were growing up. He was always acting like the tough guy while they were penned up. Turns out he was all hat and no cattle.