I need you to tell me your funniest chicken fails!! I must crown a winner!!

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Here's one that happened just last night. My chickens have contracted coccidia so I was taking their daily corid water out to the buckets of our different flocks. I was on my last run and had just opened the gate to go out to the coop when my feet slipped backward, causing me to land on my knees solid on the ice, then down chest first onto the rim of the five gallon bucket I had been carrying, while also hitting my arm on the same bucket rim. It took me a couple minutes to collect myself afterward and get back up, now totally soaked.
 
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Without thinking, I put the chickens' daytime roost bar next to my fence. My neighbor came over that evening and said, "Your chicken is on the sidewalk." Thinking she was on the backyard walk, I said that was ok, she'd go into the coop on her own. No, she was on the SIDEWALK. Sure enough, poor Love was out there next to the road, frantically looking for a way back in. When I called her, she came RUNNING, and didn't squawk a bit when I picked her up.
Needless to say, I moved the bar immediately. :he
 
At our last house we converted half of the barn into the duck/chicken coop, there was a massive sheet of metal leaned up against the wall in the coop that was so heavy we decided it was going to stay in there because nothing was going to be able to move that metal. Long story short I caught one of my buff/Indian runner ducks coming out from behind it, later that night we looked behind there and pulled out 27 DUCK EGGS. Only one female was laying at the time so it was her secret little stash...
 
The first big snow this winter I went to let my chickens out, all the new ones stopped at the edge of the ramp refusing to go any further and clucking displeasingly. The older hens didn't even bother. It was then quiet for a moment when all of a sudden the seven ducks came bursting through the young chickens, sending themselves and the chickens they ran into over the side of the ramp and into a foot and a half of snow.



I have a 1 yr old hen now. During the summer, that hen got out of her pen. I went to catch her, and as I caught her, she layer an egg directly into my hand.
 
When I eat an apple on the run, I give it a bit of polish, just in one spot, before taking the first bite. It's a silly life long habit, I know. I don't polish the REST of the apple, just the spot for the first bite. It's entirely without thinking. Anyway, about six weeks ago I did chicken care before jumping in the car to take my kid on a mountain hike. We were running late to meet friends so we jumped in the car in a rush. Buckled up in a rush. Started off carefully, but in a rush. Once we were going I gave the apple I brought for a snack-on-the-run a good polish on the leg of my jeans. Looking forward to that first delicious juicy bite....... GACK!! CHICKEN POOP???? (spits and gags, spits and gags) WTF?! Yep, it seems scooping poop is NOT something to do in a rush. Somehow a big glob of cecal poop got on my pants, unnoticed, and per Murphy's Law it just happened to be right where I rubbed my apple. About ten days later I was able to get up off the couch and say goodbye to the Throne of Relief. But I still love my girls even though they're out to kill me....
 
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When I eat an apple on the run, I give it a bit of polish, just in one spot, before taking the first bite. It's a silly life long habit, I know. I don't polish the REST of the apple, just the spot for the first bite. It's entirely without thinking. Anyway, about six weeks ago I did chicken care before jumping in the car to take my kid on a mountain hike. We were running late to meet friends so we jumped in the car in a rush. Buckled up in a rush. Started off carefully, but in a rush. Once we were going I gave the apple I brought for a snack-on-the-run a good polish on the leg of my jeans. Looking forward to that first delicious juicy bite....... GACK!! CHICKEN POOP???? (spits and gags, spits and gags) WTF?! Yep, it seems scooping poop is NOT something to do in a rush. Somehow a big glob of cecal poop got on my pants, unnoticed, and per Murphy's Law it just happened to be right where I rubbed my apple. About ten days later I was able to get up off the couch and say goodbye to the Throne of Relief. But I still love my girls even though they're out to kill me....
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Not mine, but my daughter. She was trying to take a selfie with a chick on her shoulder. This is the picture she sent me.
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At our last house we converted half of the barn into the duck/chicken coop, there was a massive sheet of metal leaned up against the wall in the coop that was so heavy we decided it was going to stay in there because nothing was going to be able to move that metal. Long story short I caught one of my buff/Indian runner ducks coming out from behind it, later that night we looked behind there and pulled out 27 DUCK EGGS. Only one female was laying at the time so it was her secret little stash...
OMFG!! That happened to me today! This happens to me all the time. I have 3 ducks and 6 chickens and only 1 of them lays in the boxes. Everyone else makes nests every where else. I found 11 duck eggs tucked under the ramp to the shed today
 

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