These chickens...They are hilarious! Everyday they are into something or another. About 10 days ago I realized the chickens were gobbling down the dry beef/chicken flavored cat food. I keep it in a container that holds about 8 cups of food. When I finished chores in the morning the box was full. By 4 p.m. it was completely empty. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was not the cats munching down, but the chickens. I only realized this when one of the hens came hobbling along started pecking away. Yum. Yum. I couldn't believe they ate it all. And it gave me the creeps to think our eggs might actually be beef/chicken flavored. Surely I was capable of outsmarting the chickens. So I moved the cat's water and food up to the loft. This was successful for about 3 days. One night Miriam and I went up to close the loft door when we were startled by 4 chickens. Of course the cats followed us up. Chester went berserk. He actually does not want to eat a hen. He just wants to terrorize them. He started running towards her and she squawked and flapped her wings and ran in circles. She jumped up on a pile of hay bales, he followed. Miriam was running around trying to catch Chester. Finally she lunged and grabbed him while I chased the hens towards the loft door. I swear Chester was laughing. In the end the chickens ran towards the loft door, hesitated and jumped to the ground. I will say that they left a mighty nice stash of eggs in a neat little nest in the hay. And my solution for saving the cat food for the cats is to put a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs. The cats can slide under and the chickens are kept out. Tamara
These chickens...They are hilarious! Everyday they are into something or another. About 10 days ago I realized the chickens were gobbling down the dry beef/chicken flavored cat food. I keep it in a container that holds about 8 cups of food. When I finished chores in the morning the box was full. By 4 p.m. it was completely empty. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was not the cats munching down, but the chickens. I only realized this when one of the hens came hobbling along started pecking away. Yum. Yum. I couldn't believe they ate it all. And it gave me the creeps to think our eggs might actually be beef/chicken flavored. Surely I was capable of outsmarting the chickens. So I moved the cat's water and food up to the loft. This was successful for about 3 days. One night Miriam and I went up to close the loft door when we were startled by 4 chickens. Of course the cats followed us up. Chester went berserk. He actually does not want to eat a hen. He just wants to terrorize them. He started running towards her and she squawked and flapped her wings and ran in circles. She jumped up on a pile of hay bales, he followed. Miriam was running around trying to catch Chester. Finally she lunged and grabbed him while I chased the hens towards the loft door. I swear Chester was laughing. In the end the chickens ran towards the loft door, hesitated and jumped to the ground. I will say that they left a mighty nice stash of eggs in a neat little nest in the hay. And my solution for saving the cat food for the cats is to put a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs. The cats can slide under and the chickens are kept out. Tamara
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