The Touchstone Kitty Cafe has recently been invaded by chickens - yes
chickens. I mentioned a while back that Sammy spotted a rooster
through the window, and was fascinated at the BIG bird. There have
been no rooster sightings for quite a while - I think the owner
corraled him and has been keeping him at home because he still sounds
off every morning.
Now it's a hen and her chicks that are frequent visitors. They don't
seem to care for cat food, or at least I've never seen them eating
any. They do visit the three-day water bottle I keep on the patio for
visitors, and scratch around in the flowerbeds and under the bushes
looking for tasty bugs. Of course my three don't know what to make of
these feathered creatures, so I find them glued to the windows
whenever the hen brings her chicks by.
The funny thing is that Frank, the big blue eyed white neighbor cat
who has been guarding the food bowls and chasing off the other cats,
is terrified of these birds. As soon as he hears the hen clucking to
the chicks he takes off running. At least two of the other neighbor
cats the opportunity to come and eat while Frank is hiding from the
big bad chickens. They ignore the chickens and the chickens pretty
much ignore them, though they make sure to keep their distance.

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Jo Firey - 18 Aug 2006 02:19 GMT
> The Touchstone Kitty Cafe has recently been invaded by chickens - yes
> chickens. I mentioned a while back that Sammy spotted a rooster
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> big bad chickens. They ignore the chickens and the chickens pretty
> much ignore them, though they make sure to keep their distance.
I think I've mentioned before the feral chickens we have here in town. They
pretty much live on the west side of Hwy 99 near the Carl's Jr. and the
Movie theatre. They've been there more or less for the thirty years we've
lived here.
One of them was involved in an incident a few years ago where it managed to
get under a motorists wiper blade. He went to the police station where they
removed it, turned it over to animal control and animal control found it a
home. (Against the law to release it)
A recent newspaper article tried to trace the origin of this small flock.
It seems to go back a hundred years to when there was a stockyard and
auction yard in the area.
They said once in a while motorists complain. And animal control goes out
and tries to round them up. With an amazing lack of success. Wish I could
see them out there chasing wild chickens.
Bet they will be there for a long while yet. Water is a bigger issue than
food, but they seem to find that too.
Jo
John F. Eldredge - 19 Aug 2006 02:58 GMT
>They said once in a while motorists complain. And animal control goes out
>and tries to round them up. With an amazing lack of success. Wish I could
>see them out there chasing wild chickens.
When I was a child, my parents bought a pair of chicks at the pet
store one Easter. They soon grew up into a pair of roosters, and my
father fenced off a section of the back yard to serve as a chicken
pen. Every once in a while, one or both would manage to escape, and I
soon found out just how agile a chicken is. While they can't fly more
than a few feet, they can run fast and can change directions much more
rapidly than a human can. About the only way to catch a chicken is to
herd it into a corner.
I suspect that humans have inadvertently bred chickens for being hard
to catch. Over the centuries of chickens being kept as barnyard
flocks, the ones that were too wary of humans wouldn't get as much to
eat (and thus would have fewer offspring), but the ones that were too
trusting were more likely to end up in the stewpot. So, most of the
ancestors of modern chickens were the ones that stayed close enough to
be fed, but not close enough to be grabbed.

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Marina - 18 Aug 2006 05:58 GMT
> The Touchstone Kitty Cafe has recently been invaded by chickens - yes
> chickens. I mentioned a while back that Sammy spotted a rooster
[quoted text clipped - 18 lines]
> big bad chickens. They ignore the chickens and the chickens pretty
> much ignore them, though they make sure to keep their distance.
LOL! Sounds like Frank is the biggest chicken there!

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sriddles@aol.com - 18 Aug 2006 06:06 GMT
> The Touchstone Kitty Cafe has recently been invaded by chickens - yes
> chickens. I mentioned a while back that Sammy spotted a rooster
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> faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Spot
> with loving memories of Rocky (RB)
How funny! Bootsie would *love* to see that. She would chase them, I
know she would. When we had the wild turkey in the yard, she chased it
all over the place. Like what would she do if she caught it!!
Sherry