So, I throw all the dogs into the duck arena to run and play this am. Eventually, a Yorkie shows up at the back door. This is bad, as the backyard is where the poultry are, and that's a very prey drivey little dog. I get him in, walk out to find somehow, I have no idea how, Oliver has opened the front door to the turkey coop, and let all the turkeys out. I'm thinking that Oliver suffered from the "it seemed like a good idea at the time" thinking, until he realized that they were all his weight, there were 14 of them, and they aren't scared of dogs....at all.
In fact, they headed for the dogs in the front yard, I found them all lined up, turkeys on one side of the fence, shelties and catahoula on the other. All very curious, and happy that they'd found some familiar faces. I love that they preferred heading for the dogs rather than the ducks and chickens.
So M and I herded and kinda gently nudged them with our feet into the canopy area, then boxed them up in 3's with Brick's help to carry back to the coop. Methinks it is time to dog break them!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
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