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My parents neighbours have had chickens. The chickens would jump the fence and scratch around our yard for bits of grain etc and mum and dad would get eggs occasionally. All was peaceful.

Till we took our two Tibetan Spaniels for a visit.

We had the dogs off the lead and decided to let them have a bit of a run of the place. No worries. Stripe, the puppy at the time, decided to take off for the rear yard. I followed. As I got about half way there I noticed the chickens and called out to ,y parents 'I didn't know you got chickens!'

Well, Stripe saw! Stripe chased! Gizmo joined in.

Bilby heard it and thought something along the lines of 'Oh Hell!' And started running up the side of the house only to see a black chicken coming at him at head night followed in close pursuit by two Tibbies! They ran around the house a few times and Stripe actually got the tail feathers of the black on!

We grabbed both Tibbies and mum and dad shooed the chickens back next door.

What is particularly amusing is that the white chicken was off the lay, until the day she was chased!
 
TV and credit cards said:
I was quite impressed when I met ravens for the first time. It was in Yosemite. I was working on a wastewater flow sensor in one of the campgrounds. A raven, I'll assume it was the same raven kept coming back each morning to visit with me. I was working in a ten foot cube dry pit. The raven would perch on the edge and watch me do my work. I started to make small talk, of course. It would have been rude not to. The raven wasn't much for conversation. Simply content to watch me go about my work. I enjoyed the raven's company. He/she stuck around until the completion of my task. I was working there for two or three mornings. I learned the raven has a distinct call for danger, perhaps coyote. I'm going with danger for now.
Another time a raven joined me for lunch. I didn't get the 'feed me' motions or head bobs. Just wanted to hang out apparently.
I miss them. Ravens are a very comforting bird to be around.

Here, there's a goose that lays her eggs at my long range radar. She's back for the second year, or perhaps I am. Last year she did quite well, all eggs hatched. This year, not so good, she was 2-3. But, I got to see and enjoy the goslings for a bit, one afternoon. From a distance, of course. Not too close mind you. I know how momma gets.
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Love that... our last Golden Retriever (RIP) chased ravens from when he was a pup. (Large flying things always set him off - he took off after a low-flying Lear Jet one day)
Eventually one of the ravens singled him out for fun - the bird would circle him, make a ton of noise, and when the dog would get interested, the bird would take off at about 15 feet off the ground and the dog would chase. It was heart rending when we lost that dog to cancer. We got another Golden about six months later. The crow showed up - no mistaking that it was the same one - and tried his best to get the dog's attention, to no avail. He persisted in trying to bait the pup for about a month before giving it up. It was funny, but so sad...
 
gmbteach said:
snoiduspoitus said:
It strikes me that spaniels and chickens probably make a bad mix.
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Not if you are seeking entertainment!
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Years ago, we had 2 geese land in our back yard, which had a 6' fence. They didn't notice our Lab until after they fully landed. It was pretty funny watching geese going for maximum lift...they barely got away.
 
Elixir said:
TV and credit cards said:
I was quite impressed when I met ravens for the first time. It was in Yosemite. I was working on a wastewater flow sensor in one of the campgrounds. A raven, I'll assume it was the same raven kept coming back each morning to visit with me. I was working in a ten foot cube dry pit. The raven would perch on the edge and watch me do my work. I started to make small talk, of course. It would have been rude not to. The raven wasn't much for conversation. Simply content to watch me go about my work. I enjoyed the raven's company. He/she stuck around until the completion of my task. I was working there for two or three mornings. I learned the raven has a distinct call for danger, perhaps coyote. I'm going with danger for now.
Another time a raven joined me for lunch. I didn't get the 'feed me' motions or head bobs. Just wanted to hang out apparently.
I miss them. Ravens are a very comforting bird to be around.

Here, there's a goose that lays her eggs at my long range radar. She's back for the second year, or perhaps I am. Last year she did quite well, all eggs hatched. This year, not so good, she was 2-3. But, I got to see and enjoy the goslings for a bit, one afternoon. From a distance, of course. Not too close mind you. I know how momma gets.
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Love that... our last Golden Retriever (RIP) chased ravens from when he was a pup. (Large flying things always set him off - he took off after a low-flying Lear Jet one day)
Eventually one of the ravens singled him out for fun - the bird would circle him, make a ton of noise, and when the dog would get interested, the bird would take off at about 15 feet off the ground and the dog would chase. It was heart rending when we lost that dog to cancer. We got another Golden about six months later. The crow showed up - no mistaking that it was the same one - and tried his best to get the dog's attention, to no avail. He persisted in trying to bait the pup for about a month before giving it up. It was funny, but so sad...
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Did it caw (crow) or croak (raven)? Bet your dog could tell the difference. I'm sure he was going after that fearless hunter, the raven and not some garbage picking crow. ;)
 
When I was growing up in southern Ohio, we lots of cats who would lay about in the yard like they owned the place. The blue jays would just find this intolerable, and would sit in the trees right above the cats and yell at them until they moved off. The cats would ignore them, then their ears would go flat, and then they would sander off to some other sunny spot. Sometimes the jays would dive bomb them to get them to move faster. It was hilarious to watch.
 
Saw a gray squirrel with a fledgling Robin in its mouth.

The Robin was exceptionally unhappy with these events and was squawking like crazy.

The squirrel didn't mind a bit and carried said fledgling Robin up into the tree with him.

I don't know about squirrels being carnivorous, I only know what I saw.
 
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