Bullwinkle had it right in her comment on my last post. I'm starting to wonder just who is the thwarter and who is the thwartee. (Or is that thwarted?) Well, someone around here is full of thwarts.
Seven pullets out this morning - five back in their old pen and two out and about in our yard. I managed to catch five and stuff them back into the yard they're supposed to be in, but after innumerable scratches (Chickens have claws. Big sharp claws.) and splatterings with mud and other detritus you'd find in a place with chickens (On my face! Ewwww! On my face!) I finally gave up and went back inside.
I think Houdini came back as a flock of chickens...
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I have an idea. How about those electronic leg bracelets they put on prisoners? (I never said it was a GOOD idea.)
Aren't those leg bracelets heavy? At least the birds wouldn't be able to fly away. Or hop over a fence. ;)
Be strong! Don't let those chickens get the best of you!
Those are some seriously crafty chickens... I'd be concerned if I were you - never know what they're planning next!
Too funny! We once had a chicken who would climb up metal netting on the side of the barn wall to the hay loft opening (about 8 vertical ft), and then hop down the ladder on the other side (again, about 8 vertical ft), and then sit around in the hay pile on the other side of the wall. We never did figure out exactly why it did this, and it was only in sitting in the barn for approx 5 hours playing with the cats that my younger sister ran in to report the escape method. My guess? It was antisocial. :)
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