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Bedtime, and coop cops
Chickens Chickens

Bedtime, and coop cops

Some of them decided to face the other way, for variety. And two of them decided to have a big pecking fight, on the rail, with one uninvolved keet between them, hunched up low, keeping head down and out of the crossfire raging above him. So funny. Peck you!  No, peck you! They're getting slightly more independent; they scatter wider. Packing up the three boxes of moms and chicks, to go into their safe house in the greenhouse (everyone goes in a lock box at night for weasel safety), Fiesty's box was empty.

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Chickens Chickens

Chicken Mom / The Inโ€™s and Outโ€™s.

I crawl in and start grabbing the chicks. Uhoh! At the sounds of distress, mom comes rocketing down the ramp, on a rampage! Flying attack beak! Sheโ€™s battling me so fiercely, I have to protect the chicks Iโ€™m trying to grab with one hand from stabbing beak with the other hand. I should mention that being attacked by a two-pound hen, even giving all sheโ€™s got, is not all that threatening.

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