My 5 week old poults were going at it hard. I tried separating them, tried detention, nothing would deter them so I resolved to listen to the squeals and let them work it out. But I hadn't figured on Mama.
One of the poults was raised by my silkie, so she listened to about 5 minutes of squealing and had had enough. She marched her tiny little butt over there and gave those miscreants what for!
Dunno what she said, but we had peace for most of the afternoon. Late in the day another row started and lasted about 45 seconds. She charged the two like a little bull and they split up immediately yelling "We weren't doing anything!"
The other chickens, of course, just circled up chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Rotten girls.
One of the poults was raised by my silkie, so she listened to about 5 minutes of squealing and had had enough. She marched her tiny little butt over there and gave those miscreants what for!
Dunno what she said, but we had peace for most of the afternoon. Late in the day another row started and lasted about 45 seconds. She charged the two like a little bull and they split up immediately yelling "We weren't doing anything!"
The other chickens, of course, just circled up chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Rotten girls.
