My gang used to run and hide when they flew overhead, but since I never panicked they figured the vultures were ok, like the bluejays and crows.You know they supposedly nest here with a rookery on Brown Ridge… that little mountain the goats are so fond of trying to drag me to the top of? Just saying if Mrs BY Bob wanted to put in an order for some hatching eggs…![]()
that would probably keep those nasty hawks at bay!
“Frank… come quick you gotta see this! In addition to the small tiger that’s patrolling down there, they’re this really weird looking chicken. No, it’s bigger than a Turkey even… about the size of one of those jerks with the white heads that keep stealing our patented screech for their own propaganda because they actually sound like a little snack, I mean ‘song’ bird.”
“You’re right Joe. That’s the biggest, Scariest Naked Neck Chicken I ever did see! I’m thinking we should change the team motto to ‘winner, winner, squirrel dinner’. It looks like chicken is off the menu for a while”
Mr P still eyeballs them when they fly over but he doesn’t growl.
But a squirrel was in the spruce tree the other day screaming up a storm which had the chickens all freaked out!