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Occamstazer
Almost Self-Reliant
#$%% dogs!
They killed a chicken today in the freakiest way possible.
Their yard is fenced, but there is a small area where the fence doesn't quite meet the house, so there is about a 2-inch gap between the post and the house. The air conditioner is outside the fence there, so it has never been an issue.
Until you have a suicidal hen. My barred rock decided it would be fun to wedge herself in this place and try to stick her head into the dog pen, with predictable results.
I am not a happy camper right now!
The dogs were quite smug when I got home. I'm not normally a fan of fear as a behavior modification tool, but when it comes to killing livestock, that's the only option for a bunch of set-in-their ways adult dogs. Each dog (except the tiny one) got some serious smacking and a chicken carcass across the face. Artie (my avatar) got the strongest correction because I know she was the ringleader. They got the message, but I don't expect it to stick.
Ugh. I love my dogs, and they of course come before chickens, but this is SO FRUSTRATING.
And yes, it is my fault for allowing it to happen, I should have blocked that area off.
I was only away for a couple hours, but the bird was cold and stiff, too dead to process. Extra annoying because only her head was damaged.
Waste. Ugh.
That fenced yard is like a ring of death for all creatures. I don't mind them hunting moles, but last week they killed a screech owl. No idea how they came through that unscathed.
I'm so dissapointed in Artie, particularly. She's my top dog, my beta, and we have the greatest relationship. She's incredibly intuitive, brilliant, rarely needs verbal commands, and she can pick up the tiniest cues to sense what I want her to do.
She's also a husky/chow mix, and has a ridiculous prey drive, which occasionally overwhelms her normally stellar behavior.
Frida and Kojak just followed her lead, I'm sure, because that's what they do. Little Eldee is blameless, she's one of the softest dogs I've ever worked with.
So today's project: covering that little alleyway in chicken wire and not holding a grudge.
They killed a chicken today in the freakiest way possible.
Their yard is fenced, but there is a small area where the fence doesn't quite meet the house, so there is about a 2-inch gap between the post and the house. The air conditioner is outside the fence there, so it has never been an issue.
Until you have a suicidal hen. My barred rock decided it would be fun to wedge herself in this place and try to stick her head into the dog pen, with predictable results.
I am not a happy camper right now!
The dogs were quite smug when I got home. I'm not normally a fan of fear as a behavior modification tool, but when it comes to killing livestock, that's the only option for a bunch of set-in-their ways adult dogs. Each dog (except the tiny one) got some serious smacking and a chicken carcass across the face. Artie (my avatar) got the strongest correction because I know she was the ringleader. They got the message, but I don't expect it to stick.
Ugh. I love my dogs, and they of course come before chickens, but this is SO FRUSTRATING.
And yes, it is my fault for allowing it to happen, I should have blocked that area off.
I was only away for a couple hours, but the bird was cold and stiff, too dead to process. Extra annoying because only her head was damaged.
Waste. Ugh.
That fenced yard is like a ring of death for all creatures. I don't mind them hunting moles, but last week they killed a screech owl. No idea how they came through that unscathed.
I'm so dissapointed in Artie, particularly. She's my top dog, my beta, and we have the greatest relationship. She's incredibly intuitive, brilliant, rarely needs verbal commands, and she can pick up the tiniest cues to sense what I want her to do.
She's also a husky/chow mix, and has a ridiculous prey drive, which occasionally overwhelms her normally stellar behavior.
Frida and Kojak just followed her lead, I'm sure, because that's what they do. Little Eldee is blameless, she's one of the softest dogs I've ever worked with.
So today's project: covering that little alleyway in chicken wire and not holding a grudge.