This morning when I let the chickens out to free range, while I was opening the windows to ventilate, I hear this loud ruckus. I look over to where the chickens had wandered over to......I see all the hens running for their lives and the rooster has something in his beak and is jumping around like he's attacking it. I go running over to see what he's got. Turns out my daughter had left a stuffed animal dog outside last night and the rooster was now attacking it!
I can imagine the hens must have been like, "Aagh! Pauly, it's a dog, HELP!" And the rooster(Pauly) like, "Don't worry girls I'll get him!" I think he was really proud of himself too.
