yesterday, as lilarabookworm and I took a few of the chickens out to free range (this story will explain why we only took a few), our neighbor who is lilarabookworm's age came over to see the chickens. she was followed by her older brother who is (I think) in college. and he in turn was followed by... their rather large dog. they live a little bit down the street, so we could see him coming, and I told our nieghbors to catch their dog before he attacked the chickens. there was a storm of protest: "he isn't aggressive" "he's a friendly dog" "he just wants to play with them" etc, etc. I meanwhile try to round up the chickens before he reaches them. I managed to catch one of the three before he arrived. He terrified them out of their wits, snapped at them, and caused one of them to inadvertently trap itself under a rather thorny bush. and instead of trying to actually catch their dumb dog, they stood around yelling at it to stop It took about half an hour to round the two chickens up. fortunately he didn't catch any of them, and our neighbors learned a valuable lesson: their dog, because he isn't particularly well trained, will definitly attack my chickens if given the chance... exactly like I told them he would.