I meant to blog about this a while ago. I was out in the yard one day when I heard one of the chickens really flapping and squawking and I looked over just in time to see it reared up and flapping and a hawk flying up from the chicken pen. I threw a rock at it (I learned that sticks don't work from past experience) and it flew away. It's just good to know that the chickens can hold their own in battle.
|The chickens' first snow|