By Lola Hubler|
I sometimes let the layer flock out of their run to scratch about in the barn yard.
I have about 15 hens of various breeds and colors and one rooster.
The man's a Silkie.
All of the chickens were spread out in various clumps all over the yard and pasture right behind the barn.
I sat down by on the rock wall by the barn door to watch them.
All of the sudden the rooster man made a strange high pitched squeel noise.
ALL of the hens made a bee line right past where I was sitting into the barn as fast as they could move their little legs.
I looked up to see this big red tailed hawk floating by looking for dinner.
I always wondered why the rooster man never made as much of a fuss and mess scratching stuff up.
He is too busy watching out for danger to protect his hens.
I just thought this was cool.
When all of the hens went back out to their business of scratching in the manure pile, I almost wished the hawk would fly back over so I could see them do that again.