- Jan 1, 2011
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Now, I should preface this with saying we're surrounded by 300+ acres of woods, with one eccentric older neighbor about half way across the forest. Our laneway is a 1/4 mile and only services our homestead.
I put the goats and chickens to range in what we call "the grove", an overgrown pasture that we use as our seasonal entertaining area. We built log benches, brought in a tent and a fire pit, made it a nice spot to hang out. I heard the goats come charging and screaming towards the house, but no real commotion from the chickens. I went out to investigate, and heard a bunch of voices. Even though no one else was home.
I walk over and there are 5 teenage boys dressed in completely hiking/farm inappropriate clothing, opening up my tent, looking in our fire bowl, sitting on our benches, acting slightly curious, but very comfortable going through a stranger's things. My hens were all flushed into the briars on the far side of these kids. I yelled from about 20 feet away (as nicely as one can to people rummaging in their things) "Can I help you?". They just stared at me. I repeat myself, with more force. One of them says "Nah man, we're just hanging out back here". REALLY?! You're in my yard. You're scaring my animals. You're touching my things. LEAVE.
They wandered back into the woods, but the direction they headed off in is a nearly 2 mile hike through untamed, briar filled forest, so I have no idea how they singled out my yard. I can account for all my hens, but it took my flightier birds most of the afternoon to leave the brush. It's quite hot and muggy here, terrible weather to be trapped away from water.... I have no idea what those kids did to upset the chickens and goats so much.
I don't expect they'll be back, but who knows? I wasn't expecting them to show up at all.
I put the goats and chickens to range in what we call "the grove", an overgrown pasture that we use as our seasonal entertaining area. We built log benches, brought in a tent and a fire pit, made it a nice spot to hang out. I heard the goats come charging and screaming towards the house, but no real commotion from the chickens. I went out to investigate, and heard a bunch of voices. Even though no one else was home.
I walk over and there are 5 teenage boys dressed in completely hiking/farm inappropriate clothing, opening up my tent, looking in our fire bowl, sitting on our benches, acting slightly curious, but very comfortable going through a stranger's things. My hens were all flushed into the briars on the far side of these kids. I yelled from about 20 feet away (as nicely as one can to people rummaging in their things) "Can I help you?". They just stared at me. I repeat myself, with more force. One of them says "Nah man, we're just hanging out back here". REALLY?! You're in my yard. You're scaring my animals. You're touching my things. LEAVE.
They wandered back into the woods, but the direction they headed off in is a nearly 2 mile hike through untamed, briar filled forest, so I have no idea how they singled out my yard. I can account for all my hens, but it took my flightier birds most of the afternoon to leave the brush. It's quite hot and muggy here, terrible weather to be trapped away from water.... I have no idea what those kids did to upset the chickens and goats so much.
