This one is the gift that keeps on giving... I go out to my raspberry bushes first thing in the morning with a plastic container. I find those wretched Japanese Beetles eating my plants, all smug and sleepy. They will be a swarm soon, ravaging my vegetables. For those of you who haven't had the pleasure: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_beetle I place the open container carefully under a leaf with beetles on it, and clap the lid on top of them. They fall in. I collect as many as I can, which is easier in the morning because they are slow and stupid. When I've found all I can, I go to the chickens, shaking the closed container. Bedlam ensues. I give the container a good shake to disorient the residents, open it, and quickly turn it upside down on the floor of the run. The chickens have assembled in a tight circle, all anticipation, clucking wildly, rocking from foot to foot. I say "One, two, three...GO!", and lift the container. The beetles are eaten before I can blink. I love my chickens. Never was feeding them more cathartic. Die, beetles, DIE!!!