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Reminds me of the time my mum put one of those TENS on her arm to try it out, but she neglected to put it on low. And silly mum had them on both arms.

Is is cruel for me to giggling here as I am remembering this?!

Anywhoo the screams and yowls I heard when she did that… well glad I was in the house, I ran over and turned the system off.

Then I told my mum off for not trying it on a leg set on low to figure out how it worked. Sheesh!

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2 Azur ladies, hopefully they moult soon
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I’m truly sorry for my comment about the shock collar. It was a cruel statement and a mistake on my part to even say it.
Truth be told: my high school girlfriend was in FFA and was hit with a cattle prod. Causing her to have seizures the rest of her life. She’s in Colorado raising horses now. I know that because I’m an investigator for life! 👮‍♂️
 
View attachment 3955224Someone's in the doghouse again....for trying to chase the chickens...

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View attachment 3955228And Nellie is heading toward nekkid bird
Poor Sherlock. At least it was just chasing and nothing else. Sigh, just like teenage cockerels he is in the prime idiot stage that all my dogs have went through as well. Gracie was the worst bless her. From about 8 months old until 20ish months she forgot every single command she knew and tested me. Many times choosing instead to give me the fluffy middle finger and ignore a command she knew from 9 weeks old. We both survived and came out on the other side....barely and was the perfect dog the rest of her life. CeeCee was the same, although not quite as bad as Gracie.

I did not have chickens when Gracie was a pup, although she did kill one during that phase. We did not know there was a loose chicken at the barn and dad was exercising her with the 4-wheeler. Until she got older ole Gracie girl could outrun the 4-wheeler to the top of the hill. Dad was taking her to one of her favorite water holes to swim and cool off after a run when the loose chicken flew up from out of the creek in front of her. Gracie was a Golden Retriever and a bird dog. Instincts kicked in, she had never saw one and she caught it. Unfortunately in doing so she killed it immediately. She proudly brought it back to dad and he scolded her for it. Gracie could have been one heck of a bird dog but we do not hunt those. Instead she was trained and was the best at retrieving squirrels when we went hunting. She saved us many trips up and down the hills to get the squirrels when hunting. That one incident though, it was always in the back of my mind once I got chickens. For years I never fully trusted her around them and thankfully by then the idiot phase was over and "leave it" was firmly implanted in her. I relaxed around her when she was asleep in the yard and momma hen was around her of course with chicks in tow. Those chicks were eating the flies off her that were bothering her and she kept snoring.

CeeCee, I fully trust CeeCee around them now but again I worked hard with her and it has taken me a while to relax my guard. In theory CeeCee should be one of the worst breeds to have around chickens. Lab x Malamute, and she has a high prey drive. A superb ratter and Opossum killer. She will also retrieve squirrels for us but that took some extra training as unlike Gracie she wanted to run off with her prize and "kill" it some more. CeeCee grew up with the chickens. The first 6 months we had her she was never off leash unsupervised around them. She learned from Gracie and "Leave It" was a word I repeated 1000x around her. The best lesson she had though she learned from Momma Hen. CeeCee was simply walking around the house with me to water the horses. She was innocent and truthfully did not deserve what she got, but, I am thankful in a way Momma Hen did it. Momma Hen had chicks and CeeCee walked by them. In Momma Hens several foot bubble that no one was supposed to cross. She flogged poor CeeCee and had her cornered in the back of a dog crate cowering while she was attacking the back of her head. I had to catch the angry demon and toss her back to her chicks. While unprovoked and undeserved, it was the best lesson she ever had with the chickens and chicks. She has respected them and their space ever since. She has learned to watch them and if she is outside she guards them faithfully. I should have her outside 24/7, but she is a house dog. She spends the majority of her day outside willingly but at night she wants in. If she wants out though, especially at night she lets us know and you better listen. She knows when there are opossums around, don't ask me how but she knows. With the exception of the big one about 2 weeks ago that she was afraid of she has killed many. Many nights she has wanted out the back door. There has been something on that hill. I do not know what as I could not see but my polar bear has went growling and charging up after it.
 

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