We have seven chooks now and they get along pretty well. The big two have grudgingly accepted that they are to share their living space with the five young upstarts. For their part the five young chooks have realised that the only thing they have to lose getting in there and fighting for the kitchen scraps is a couple of tail feathers. Not perfect but worth it for some rotten tomatoes or left over spaghetti.
Whenever I'm home I let them out of the cage to free range a bit and scratch up some bugs and eat some weeds and all that good stuff. And hopefully not eat all the cabbage and broccoli.
When the big chooks have a go at the little chooks they scatter in all directions though so, worrying that they would disappear, I erected a deterrent fence that works for the little five. It's no real fence, just a metre high bit of plastic netting, they can definitely fly higher than that should they wish. But they're happy with their bigger run and not very adventurous and still a little skittish (as I'm sure I'd be too if doing something adventurous caused tail feather loss!) so they stay in there and enjoy the peace.
The peace that is a result of the two big chooks and their sense of adventure, above average intelligence and commando chook skills. Seriously. Yes, I'm bragging about my chooks now and that's a little odd but check this out. I have been trying to work out how to get the video for a while now because they race down and do this literally as soon as I open the door to their cage so I don't have time to get down their first to set up for the shoot. Today I outsmarted them though- left some cabbage leaves in the path to freedom and bought myself two minutes setup time.
And so, now that I have rambled on for this long about commando chooks for the intro to a seven second video, I present, for your viewing pleasure and the proof that a week hanging out with the chooks while not working was way too long for my sanity:
Come on, that's pretty cool, huh?