The chickens are progressing with their barn aisle games. I even have them going out into the pasture for short periods of time. But the more I play the games, the more I realize they prefer if I am out there with them.
This morning after riding the horse, feeding everybody, and letting the chickens out for supervised release I started making some phone calls. I was leaning on the pasture gate talking on the phone while watching the chickens mill about.
The next thing I know the Australorp is in my face, flapping and trying to grip the top rail of the gate, all while squawking at me. I'm sure I must have let out a startled yell and scared the person on the other end of the line, not to mention all the goofy chicken noises emitting less than a foot away from my phone.
But surprisingly, once the chicken regained it's balance, it actually sat there on the gate for a while. I actually got to pet it a few times. Then, just as suddenly the bird just hopped down and resumed pecking in the sand.
Close encounters of the poult kind.
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