jayfurr | Rescuer of Chickens

Our neighbors' chickens boldly made the trek through the woods between our houses and up into our yard today. A wave of eight or ten of 'em, all heading up the hill like Pickett's Charge, was something we couldn't recall seeing before. We went down to see if our neighbors were home and found that they weren't, but also found that the chickens' coop had rather obviously been propped open, so we figured that the chickens must be free ranging and that they'd finally decided the time had come to pay a social call. We didn't want them getting lost, though, and since we didn't know any other way to herd chickens down our long driveway, along the road, and back to their coop (or back through the woods), I wound up just picking one up and marching. After a little bit of agitated wing-flapping, it went absolutely rigid, not twitching a bit, and the other chickens pivoted and followed along. Carole wound up grabbing one too and we soon had 'em all home.