Cornish game Versus cat

[valeriebutterley]

Indi, my Cornish game has decided she no longer can tolerate my huge white and black cat Boris when they are out in the garden, usually none of the hens including her takes the least bit of notice of him as he strolls amongst them all unheeded!
Cornish game charge head down, full pelt, and always manage to deliver a swift peck, poor old Boris must wonder why one of his unusual friends has turned on him. He looks totally nonplussed.

 

[chrismahon]

The pet cats here give the chickens a very wide berth, presumably because they have fallen victim previously Valerie. Even our sickies will stare the cats out until they move on. Guess poor Boris will have to adapt. When in the UK our small flock of Orpingtons attacked a domestic cat and sent it packing.

Heard of an ex-batt that charged a hawk which was eating it's prey in the garden. The hawk fled leaving the prey, which the ex-batt then ate!

 

[KittyKat]

Our ex-battery hens give all the other animals hell and try to steal meat at every chance that they get, so that sounds about right.

 

[Marigold]

My friend rehomed some really scraggy exbatts and keeps them free range in woodland. They do have a proper coop but all of them always roost on high branches of the trees. Nature will out!

 

[valeriebutterley]

I've had hens that came into the kitchen every which way to the cat's bowl, and any scraps and hard scrunchies that were to be had. We
always knew when my dear deceased Sally was on the prowl, as the cat has metal bowls and the distinctive noise of a hen's beak on an empty bowl is unmistakable.
Quite new to me is the sight of a hen whose head is like a goose's and whose breast width and leg size have to be seen to be believed charges my dear sweet, chicken loving Boris, who loves them all thinks he is one of them, just to get him out of the way.

 

[rick]

They're just plain mercenary. No food - not interested. Thank goodness they're not the size of cows or we'd be in big trouble!