They follow me around the yard

newchickgal

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Although we don't have our own chickens yet, we hope to by next month, our neighbors chickens free range on our property. They have learned that when I am carrying something and head towards the organic compost pile they are in for treats. Now, when ever I come out of my kitchen door carrying anything I have several little ladies follow me! They are too funny!
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HA! Mine tap on the back door's window while staring in because they like ME, not because they are demanding treats or anything!
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When the back screen door slams in its distinctive way, that is the call for all the chickens to storm the fence and see what I am bringing out to the compost. Sometimes I can't even get the gate open without being mobbed. I throw something over the fence to lure them away while I slip through the gate. Even then, I can't put it down without risk to my fingers. They fall on it like they haven't eaten for a week. The problem is that when I want to go out there without bringing something, I feel like the biggest meanie around.

If I have something I don't want them to eat, like potato or onion peelings, I must sneak it out there after they are in for the night, or before they are let out in the morning.

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Long time ago when my oldest was little we used to go to town every friday to pick up my DH's check and put it in the bank. On the way home we would always stop at McDonalds for a happy meal. DS never would eat the fries so when we got home I would just throw them to the chickens. It didn't take long before the chickens would come running for food every time a vehicle pulled into the yard. One day a lady from church pulled into the yard and all the chickens ran to the car. She sat in the car honking the horn until I came and rescued her from my "attack chickens"!
 
Oh yea, at my house I am known as the pied piper of chickens, no matter what I am doing in the field, there is a line behind me.
 
This is too funny. I trained my to come when I call by always having treats for them, bread being their favorite. My neighbors have always watched this from across the field and now they call me mama hen.
 

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