I know we all love our chickens...

destorieswind

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Dec 4, 2008
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I know we all love our chickens...
but sometimes they can be a pain in the you know what. lol

Like when you make a new roost. and the chickens arent sure where to go. So you pick each one up and put it on the roost. and they all start settling down until one of them gets the grand idea to try and run on the backs of every one and knocks them down. and then you have to repeat the proccess...
lol.
chickens are funny.
 
Yes, or when you go out and turn on the light in the evening and they all get down from their roosts and eat and drink. Then you try to get them all lined up again and can't.
OR
when you go out to close them up for the night and you have one that doesn't want to go in with the rest of the crew. When it's really cold out this is a pain in the rear.
OR
when all your barred rocks are old crabs to the silkies and peck them constantly.
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If I move their water 3 feet, they can't find it.

I give them a snack at 5. At 2,3,4, o'clock, they are at my patio trying to tell me it's time for the snack

Waiting in line to lay an egg in one nest when there are 3 good nests available.
 
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I have 7 nice nest boxes. They will only lay in 3 of them. I don't get it. And some of them get into a hissy fit if they can't get into their favorite box.

I'm wondering if I should put a golf ball in every nest so they can think "hey this looks like a good spot"...

Today, two got cracked while being laid because they hit other eggs on the way down. Cooked up an omlet for lunch today.
 
When you have nice roosting poles, and the 5 guineas are such meanies that they take up 75% of the space and make the 15 chickens sleep in 25% of the space.
The guineas run down the roost to peck madly at said chickens, and then run back to "their side", keeping at least 5 feet of "clearance" (wasted roost) between them.
 
Or when you have to navigate the landmine-covered back porch because they've been sitting out there waiting for you to bring them...

...FOOD?
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eta: please excuse DBF's slovenly appearance - we were working out in the yard & garage that day. Dumpling, our BR, is of the chicken mindset that what's hers is hers and what's yours is hers.
 
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OR when (as happened last night) all of them go to bed in the coop except three silly girls who flew out of the yard and couldn't figure out how to fly back in... so they sat on the stairs, posing as owl/fox/raccoon bait until I came home, on the one night I got home late!!!
 

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