
One sunny afternoon we thought we’d let our chickens out of their chicken run into the back area of our yard. We have rural fencing and we were hoping they’d respect the boundary. After a short while, we decided it was now time to get the chickens back into their coop, however, D.W. headed for the fence and then obviously feeling cornered took flight through the fence. Noah and I then had to jump the fence and herd her back into our yard and into the coop. It was a wild ‘Chicken Run’ with Noah and I chasing around crazily ducking and weaving through bush scrub after this rogue bird.
Now my sister tells me that the chickens will just take themselves back into the coop upon sun down, and that her chickens stay within their rural fencing. So, the following week when we needed to put down some fresh straw and fix up the nesting box doors that were sticking shut, we let the chickens out again. This was not a good idea in the end. All four chickens decided they’d pop through the fence into the bushland next to us. I screamed for Matt to come and hoped they wouldn’t get too far away. I was now a bit worried.
