Al is so funny about “his” chickens. We have been trying to build a chicken tractor, a small mobile pen, but we are both really busy working long days so it just wasn’t happening as fast as we would like. So we improvised. 

We put a wire dog crate in the backyard, where the grass needs to be “fertilized”. Then we added food, water, and last but not least, the juveniles birds.  

The white blob at the fence is Al. He was beside himself.  There were chickens, HIS chickens, outside the fence. Ok,sure, they were in a cage but how could he protect them if they were waaaay over there?  The big goofball just stayed right by the fence and stared at them. 

Nothing was going to get to those birds on his watch.