Oh, her and the rooster have wrecked mice. We’re on the edge of town, right next to farmland, so we get mice coming through regularly. It’s pretty common to find little shreds of fur and bone when they’re particularly predatory.
Hell, the cats we had over the years weren’t as vicious as these birds.
Yeah, every time I see this meme, every person who’s ever owned chickens immediately chimes in with some version of “Believe me, they know.” Because the little buggers really do.
Destroyed? As in slaughtered for no reason, none. If we’re talking about how many died to feed my family and neighbors and friends; several hundred. And I continue to do so to this day. If you don’t like that, I don’t care.
I raise chickens. I adore the little critters, but if they were 20’ high they would gleefully destroy us all. Their personality is like a cat on meth.
Yeah, they haven’t forgotten a damn thing. Just watch them when they catch a mouse.
I’ve only seen that once and it was brutal
Roosters still are T-Rex. Those buggers are mean.
I just said that last night after watching our pet hen pounce on and demolish a peanut like it was going to murder her in her sleep.
She’s brutal lol.
Wait until she spots a mouse
Oh, her and the rooster have wrecked mice. We’re on the edge of town, right next to farmland, so we get mice coming through regularly. It’s pretty common to find little shreds of fur and bone when they’re particularly predatory.
Hell, the cats we had over the years weren’t as vicious as these birds.
I think their personalities are pretty varied.
The modern breeds like isa brown or i-line are nutters. Like they’re not all there. The heritage breeds can be very… companionable.
Chickens are so insistent and ceaseless.
I mean just look at cassowaries.
Yeah, every time I see this meme, every person who’s ever owned chickens immediately chimes in with some version of “Believe me, they know.” Because the little buggers really do.
How many of them have you destroyed?
Destroyed? As in slaughtered for no reason, none. If we’re talking about how many died to feed my family and neighbors and friends; several hundred. And I continue to do so to this day. If you don’t like that, I don’t care.
You broke Wheaton’s law just then.
Don’t be that person