So just 10 days ago or so, we had a possum in the silkie house. When I tried to get my dog to attack it or bite it or bark at it, he wouldn't do anything. Now admittedly, it was already dead. So, I spent about a half an hour (at 1:30AM) in my PJs, no shoes on, throwing the possum around, growling at it, and throwing it on the dog. (Crazy neighbour Jethro take 1.) Finally, he got into the act, but it took a while. So tonight I hear him barking. It is a different bark, I know something is up. Sure enough, next to my cage holding my little chicks and my meat chicks is another possum. He is eating food off the floor. Thank goodness I have latches on the cages. The dogs could not get to it, because I have an underground fence that will not let them in the shop. I had shot it from a ways back, but I just wounded it. I cut off the electric fence so the dog can get in and bring him in the shop. I had to get stuff out of the way, but when he saw the thing, it hissed, bore all its teeth and BAMM. I was amazed. Jake (the dog) freaked out. I will leave it at that. Good protector dog. Good boy. Chickens safe. WOW, a switch flipped somewhere! That was pretty amazing. Me and Jake. Vicious huh?