The geese, three black chickens and a pair of ducks had the run of the place and the Hubby had no problem with that until they started coming up on the porch and crapping EVERYWHERE! Then they found a way up into the barn and shit all over the place. Good thing they didn't get too much of the hay otherwise the Hubby and Caden would have done some target practicing with them right then.
Enter my friend from work who's parents are traditional Hmong.
She and her Mother came over last night after I got home from work. The Hubby had all the fowl locked up in the chicken coop in anticipation of them being easy pickings and us not having to chase them all over hell and back to catch them - Chyann had a moment of Born FREE or FREE Willie and let a bunch of chickens out of the cage, including a black hen that was supposed to go! Six years ago we got about 45 chickens and have a few left from the original bunch, Chyann thought her Daddy was gonna let my friend have the old chickens too and decided to save them when one of the black hens escaped with them. Great...
The Hubby and my friends' Ma decided the best way for the fowl to depart this Earth. The geese got their necks wrung and placed very lovingly in box to be plucked later and the chickens, minus the one escapee, got put into a box live - their fate to be later determined.
We did search all over for the missing hen, but it was soon dark and finding a black chicken in the dark is surely a loosing proposition.
Chyann's Daddy did let her keep the ducks though. Her big plan is to hatch a bunch of baby ducks for next years local fair to sell. Hmm.. Guess we'll see what kind of a pain those ducks turn out to be without the geese and chickens to run with.
Never did figure out why the three black chickens didn't run with our original chickens and rooster. Maybe they thought they were geese since they were all hatched together.