My baby flock decided to invade the big birds area again yesterday. It's a riot to sit and watch the adult birds reaction to having the babies in their space. There's not a single shy or timid bird in the baby flock and they basically walk into the adults area and take over the joint. I get lots of "this is sooo not right!" looks from my adult birds. When it started getting dark I decided to chase the babies back to their area, both for their own safety and so that the big birds would feel comfortable with going in their coop. Everyone ran straight back through the gate to their yard except Ellie Mae, a silkie. Instead of going back through the gate like a good little silkie, Ellie decided to run behind our large propane tank. She was trapped there between the tank and the fence. I spent a good 10 minutes chasing her back and forth from each side of the tank, careful not to get in the poison ivy. Ellie would run right up to the open gate, but wouldn't go around it and through the opening. Back and forth we went. My young rooster Impy watched all the action with alot of interest; tilting his head back and forth. Finally he took pity on me. He walked back through the gate and stood at the edge of it. He made his "I have a yummy treat!" noise and Ellie Mae ran righ to him. He turned around and Ellie followed him through the gate, back to the safety of her own yard. I take back every mean thing I've said about Impy. Also making a mental note to practice my treat call.