When I got home from work yesterday, Oliver was sitting in front of the barn WITH the dogs! We all played together for a while. I drug a stick on the ground, Oliver chased the stick, Stacy chewed on the stick, and Zeus licked Oliver. Oliver’s fur got all wet, but he didn’t seem to care. The dogs didn’t like it when I drug the stick in their direction making Oliver bound toward them. They’d jump back like they were afraid of him, but as soon as he stopped moving toward them, they were back to sniffing and licking him like before. As I was about to close things up for the night, I walked out and found Oliver and Gertrude about a foot apart having a stare down. I ran and got the camera, but by the time I got back, Gertrude had walked away. A few minutes later I closed the girls up in the tractor and got this picture.

It was more curiosity than aggression from Oliver. Everything happened in slow motion. The chickens were concerned, but not completely freaking out, and Oliver slowly climbed up the wire then jumped off to chase a bug in the grass.