I have three days of dog sitting for the family I worked for for a year. But now they have… chickens! I am intrigued and terrified and excited by these chickens.
They have three full grown ones they got last spring and four new ones that are a couple months old. They are free range and come when called. They also come running when you are trying to back up the car. When I went over this morning, I couldn’t find one of the big ones. I decided to brave the chicken pen and look in the brooding box. There she was! I collected the nine eggs, with the help of a stick to nudge her a little, and let the dogs back in and called it success.
This evening I went again and had to bring Wallace. He was overwhelmed by the dogs, who are getting a little antsy without their people home, and insistent on petting the chickens. I managed to pick one up but then I was scared it was going to poop on me and I could feel its heart beating away in its chest. I think it was as scared as I was.
I will add chicken pictures tomorrow!