- Pups? No problem, although it's kinda not fair at the moment. I just leash them, and bring them from the secondary to the primary pen.
- Geese? Slightly more of a challenge, but with a long enough pole to provide guidance, it's easy enough to walk behind and "herd" into the pen as well.
- Chickens? HA!
Finally, I resort to a bribe: a fresh ear of corn. It's chicken kryptonite, a siren call, and CANNOT be resisted. I bend over at the waist, and wiggle the corn cob a few inches off the ground. "Heeere, chicken chicken! Heeeere pretty girls!" Aww, sh*t, wait: here come the previously penned chickens, pouring OUT of the pen. Alright, re-arrange posture and make like Quasimodo, lurching gently backward into the pen, swaying that ear of corn like a watch in a hynotherapy session. "Heeere, pretty girls!, Heeeere, chickens!". The bribe works. They're following!
Once inside the pen by a good six feet, I lay the ear of corn on the ground (carefully pulling fingers away from their avaricious beaks) and walk gently to the gate. Now on the other side of the net, I pole the netting fence/gate prongs into the ground like Michael Jordon with a slam-dunk. Yes!!! The crowd roars with approval!
Well, they do in my head at least. Maybe I should get that checked?
* see The Temptations sing the original - yum!
** LGD - Livestock Guardian Dog
[photo: the usual suspects]
I roared for your slam dunk!
ReplyDeleteWhoo hoo! Crap... now I've got another really GREAT blog to add to my bloglist! I love your blog! I'm jealous of your chickens!
ReplyDelete@natalie: *lol*!
ReplyDelete@em: thank you very much! :-)