Why my birds love me

Discussion in 'Pictures & Stories of My Chickens' started by sandhill garden, Oct 23, 2012.

  1. sandhill garden

    sandhill garden New Egg

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    A couple of nights ago, I woke to hear one of my birds screaming (yes, they can scream!) at about 4 am, which could only mean one thing: a predator. I grabbed a baseball bat and a head lamp and ran out. I don't know how he got in, but a small possum was in the coop. With the 8 girls arranged on their roosts like an audience, I bashed the possum's head in with the bat, illuminated by the lamp. The screaming stopped, and I swear I heard some chuckling from the gallery as I threw the nasty thing out by the tail. Since then, my birds have forsaken their rascally ways and are following me around as though I was the messiah.
     
  2. theoldchick

    theoldchick The Chicken Whisperer Premium Member

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    You are their hero!
     
  3. handyman

    handyman Out Of The Brooder

    Good job and I bet the birds think so to.
     

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