The holder I made for the feed pan:
The pan installed:
Saturday we had a barbecue. The neighbor's little mutt comes around a lot. I don't bother the neighbors about it, 'cause our dog goes over there too. I do try to encourage her to go home, but I'm not mean
enough to do a good job of it. Yesterday she got petted, loved on, held. Wasn't going
anywhere. A little later when she wandered off briefly, I'd been telling how tame my
chickens are as a result of having lived so long in the brooder at the foot of my bed and being handled so much. Our
lawn chairs were circled up, and I went and got a hen and brought her over. One of the ladies held her and petted her for quite a while, but then we set her down inside the circle and gave her some scraps left over from making the fruit salad. She hung out and ate for probably close to an hour with only minimal intervention. We had to turn her around a few times so she didn't wander out of the circle, but mostly we had to supervise visitation when the mutt came back. She did pretty well when someone held her by the collar and someone held the hen. We slowly gave her more and more
freedom, but she finally got the tail feathers in her mouth. She kinda had her, and we were on the way to separate them when she went for a new grip and missed. This all lasted less than a second and the hen wasn't hurt, but I figured it was a good time to take her back to the flock.
I think the
chickens wouldn't mind if we had fruit salad more often.
