Hello all! So no coffee for me tonight thanks! Long story short, my friend doesn't have a dog door or anywhere to put one, so when her dog needs to be left alone for more than six hours I tend to dog-sit. She's a marshmallow-sweet American Pit Bull Terrier, but she is rather...interested in the chickens (to play, chase or eat I don't know. I think she just wants to chase and play). Anyway, she had to take her daughter to her 9 year checkup and I've got her son (otherwise he has to stand in the hallway during parts of the checkup) and Fishy (the dog-yes that's the name she came with when my friend adopted her). Anyway, they got here right as I was about to put the chickens to bed for the night (aka get them in the coop and shut the door). Our coop is the back part of a 10x20 shed and there's a little door at the back corner that leads into the coop area. Well, I got them all in the coop and was tossing scratch down for them (their "come to bed" incentive so I don't have to chase the stupid birds all over to put them to bed), when all of a sudden the kids started shouting (they were supposed to close the chicken door, as it can't be closed from the inside). Next thing I know, Fishy's diving through the chicken door! I screamed, and jumped between her and the chickens (as they were squawking to high heaven and flying and tumbling over each other to the roost bar at the other end of the coop area) and screamed, "Out!" and pointed toward the wall...anyway, she immediately turned tail and dove back out (I think I scared her too, to be honest. She's never heard me scream like that). Apparently she ran out of the run and the kids got the door closed pronto. She had squeezed in between them through the human-sized run door when they tried to get in to shut the little door. Holy cow she scared the crap out of me! Not to mention my chickens! Anyway, I scolded her very strongly and ignored all attempts of hers to cuddle and say "sorry" for five minutes and kept telling her no you know what you did (she knows what that means- that she's in trouble and she knew it). After her timeout was done, I carefully and with full control took her out to the shed/coop and with the framed chicken wire wall between us (that she doesn't know she can go through like tissue paper and with me hanging onto her collar) I told her very, very firmly to sit and kept saying "Those are MINE, not Fishy's. No Fishy- MINE". Did this for about ten minutes alternating with "it's ok, babies" to the chickens. Then I took her inside and started loving on her. She was trembling but she obeyed. Anyway, after our heart attack (me and the chickens) should I watch out for anything? Egg-binding or other stress signs? Thanks!