Okay, I need to have my camera surgically implanted. Last night, I headed out to see if the chickens were in the hen house. I was carrying Cora Bell because I found her sitting in the sink in the garage (the first thing I needed my camera for). As we rounded the side of the house, I saw Riley Dog doing the butt clenched, "oh shit! oh shit! oh shit!" run across the back yard. He had his head turned to the side in an effort to watch behind him and in front of him. Running a couple of paces behind Riley Dog was Skippy. He was on a mission to peck some Riley Dog ass! (For this, I needed the video feature on my camera!)
When I busted out laughing, both snapped out of it. Riley Dog hid behind me and returned to his cool, nonchalant self, and Skippy wandered back to the group of girls.
When I got closer to the hen house, I discovered what the chase was all about. Riley Dog had found an egg and chowed down. The shells were left, but he wasn't through licking. The chickens wanted to eat the shells (I don't know why, but they do this after an egg hatches or if one cracks.) Riley Dog thought about bullying his way back into the crowd of chickens for the egg shells, but Shakira popped him on the nose, grabbed the egg shells and ran into the woods. (Number three missed photo op!)
I just stood in the back yard and laughed while tears ran down my cheeks. I do love my feathered and furry friends!