A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara
There are certain boundaries here on Miller Farm that all animals must observe.
The fence between the chicken yard and the dog yard is one of those boundaries. I regularly tell the chickens to stay on their side of the fence or they may be eaten by Bella, the dachshund. Usually they listen.
Fortunately I was able to catch them all and throw them over the fence before the dachshunds got them.
Later that day, during my weekly visit with friends at Dairy Queen, I stood up and my legs were very sore. It took me a minute to figure out that bending and chasing chicks used muscles I do not normally use.
Hopefully the chicks will stay on their side of the fence. I’m not sure I want to use those particular muscles again any time soon.