- Jul 1, 2011
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So, I'm sitting here, in the office, nice slow Sunday afternoon. My black lab who is the self appointed mom of the chickens outside is inside. With me. The birds are free ranging. I got all over her yesterday about staying outside with them, which she normally loves. I have the back door rigged on a closing screen door hinge. She learned to open the door standing on her back feet a long time ago, but the german shepherd hais severe hip displacia and cannot do the same. So, I put a small door block between the door jam and the door. Dogs nudge the door open, it closes automatically.
I stand up to walk Katie back out and one chicken greets me in the hall. Two are in the living room, some in the kitchen and laundry room, the rest in the living room. All exploring and having a wonderful time. Luckly, only found two poos to clean up. But Katie HAD to stand at the door and keep it open in order for the girls to come in. I don't know what they bribed her with to do this, but I'm gonna be more careful in watching...
I stand up to walk Katie back out and one chicken greets me in the hall. Two are in the living room, some in the kitchen and laundry room, the rest in the living room. All exploring and having a wonderful time. Luckly, only found two poos to clean up. But Katie HAD to stand at the door and keep it open in order for the girls to come in. I don't know what they bribed her with to do this, but I'm gonna be more careful in watching...