Our flea and tick medicine came in the mail. I applied it quickly and I sent Trevor off to work.
He stalked around the corner of the house...
The chickens think they hear something....
I thought Trevor was going to go after one of my little chicks. He doesn't have claws so I don't think he could take down one of the big chickens, nevertheless, I was watching closely. He got Flag in his sights (see sidebar for Flag's picture), hunkered down, got ready to pounce, then changed course and pounced my rooster!!! This picture of Woody is a couple weeks old. He is much bigger now.
Much clucking and fluttering ensued.
But the chickens ended up back where they belong.
Then I learned that fleas in my area have developed a tolerance to Frontline. Back to square one and back to chickens under the deck.
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