Have you ever herded a chicken? My brilliant thought was to let my chickens do the "free range" thing, roam the pasture, be one with nature....while I got my Birkenstocks and long jean skirt out. And one of the little brave hens headed over to the neighbors pasture, where the bull lives with his polygamist family. Hubs, " go ahead, he's a Charolais, he won't hurt you....meek as a lamb"...righttttttt! So there I am, ripping my skin off on the brush, shimming under barbed wire fences, looking for the rabid bull and his babes...and there SHE was! Finally. She managed to find a hole amidst the brush and wire, hubs helped her through and then the rooster, Big Red, took advantage of her! And ya'll think I just sit around and eat bon-bons and drink tea all day? I wish.