Monday, February 9, 2015

Band of Idiots

This is a band of idiots!  (If you click on the photo, you can see a larger version of it.)
















This is a band of idiots because they are on the WRONG SIDE OF THE FENCE!  They are looking at me like, "We can see the yard.  We just can't get to it."  Well, idiots, you can't get to it because there is a fence in the way.

Why is there a fence in the way, you might ask?  Well, the chickens have free reign along the back side of our lot and the woods behind my neighbor's house.  He has a fence that keeps them out of his backyard as does the neighbor on the other side of him.  So, generally they stay in the woods.  But, they recently discovered the neighbor diagonally behind me does not have a fence around his backyard, so they have been going to forage in his yard.  It's really not a big deal to him.  He doesn't care.  But I care.  I care because chickens do not know boundaries, and they eventually work their way up his yard and around the fence line of the neighbor directly behind me.  Once they are around the side fence line, they work their way down into his yard.  They forage and have a grand time over there.  It's full of untapped bugs and good eatin'.  However, when they are ready to head home, they congregate at the fence, ON THE WRONG SIDE.  They can't figure out that they have to work themselves backwards to get home.

So, I have to work my way through Vietnam to get through the first backyard, come around the fence, and then work my way down the hill through this yard to get to them.  Let me tell you pricker branches and blackberry brambles still stick in the winter.  And, this yard is full of hidden holes under piles of leaves and fallen branches.  I almost killed myself trying to catch them all.  Rocky has nothing on me!  Once caught, they were hurled gently placed over the fence and back in their own yard.

This happened a few days in a row, so I've kept them locked in the animal yard since.  They are pissed at me right now and stand at the fence and scream bloody murder.  Oh well, Idiots, when the scratches and puncture wounds on my legs heal, I just might open the gate again.

Catch your chickens like Rocky,

Candace

8 comments:

  1. I really had a good laugh about you chasing the chickens through Vietnam, I had a different experience but now I can laugh about it. A fox was chasing a rooster that got out and the rooster was running to me for help.Ellen from Georgia

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    1. Oh no! I hope the rooster got away. I guess he didn't want to tangle with a fox.

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  2. Well they get an adventure out of the deal! And according to them all you are there for is to take care of them. Right? Lol. Looks like it's time to lay down the law in your chicken yard.

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    1. I guess I had a grand adventure as well. I just don't really want to repeat it. I actually wouldn't mind them going over there because it is full of good eats, like I said, I just can't go get them everyday. Oh well!

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  3. oh, dear, you are so funny! "idiots"! :)) they are only chicken, do you think is for nothing that they say "chicken head" to a not so smart person?

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    1. Or bird brains for that matter; they are the funny ones really acting like they don't know how they got over there and looking at me like I'm the fool. The joke was on me.

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  4. Having had many frustrating moments with chickens on the other side of the fence, I can't help but chuckle. It seems to be universal that chickens can figure out how to get over (or through) a fence, but can't figure out how to get back!

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