Here is my coop and runs with my vicious 12lbs Guard Dog on patrol. I am waiting on my poultry netting to cover the second run right now. Notice the vicious Guard Dog in the run with the chickens? I sliced up a cucumber and he loves them so he had to go in and get some too. Whined till I let him in. I think they have some kind of unspoken agreement something like you don't chase us and we don't take the rest of that little stump of a tail off. Something like that I guess.