I had the first most horrible experience with my chickens and hopefully the last. I had the chickens outside under the top of a rabbit cage with a heavy piece of wood on top. I thought it would be nice to sit outside and watch the babies catch bugs and take dirt baths. Which is something we've been doing everyday for the last week. 5 of them are about 6 weeks and 1 is 4 weeks. I thought I'd get up and get a drink from the kitchen. I was about 15 feet from the chicks. The backyard where the chicks were is right outside the kitchen. The kitchen has a big sliding glass door so I can see out. I took my eyes off of them for a few seconds getting a drink and snack out of the fridge when I hear my two small dogs making a weird noise. There is my Chihuahua mix, Zangar tipping over the cage after knocking off the wood. I yell for him to stop! Penny my Shih Tzu is crouched in a hunt position just waiting. Tweety the 4 week old ran right into Penny's mouth. Then Zang grabbed Mumble. Penny let go when I yelled drop and Tweety still able to move flew right over to me. I scooped her up and then I had to grab Zang by the neck because he wouldn't let go of Mumble. It was all so quick. Thankfully I got Mumble from him. Both seem to be ok. They are eating and drinking. I'm so mad at myself that I didn't even think my dogs would do that! Seriously, what was I thinking, I nearly got my chickens killed! I think I cried for half hour after all was done. It's never a nice thing when you realize that you can't trust your dogs. They haven't tried anything until today. Thanks for letting my get that out. I don't have any friends talk to out here, so I just needed to get that off my chest. All of this made me realize how much I love my little chicks.