Preface: We've been letting Wyatt and the chickens in the yard together, supervised. Only a couple of snafu's, but no dead or maimed chickens. I'd never trust him alone, but I do trust him as long as we are home at this point.
I froze up some lamb and pork trimmings from the local butcher that I can give to him as snacks, if we feed him raw, etc. This particular...mix...is RANK. It smells like rotten carcass. Anyways. I'm taking these out of the ice cube trays (which never get used for human consumption, no worries) and into a freezer bag. I send Wyatt outside with the chickens and toss him a cube. He goes a few feet away and starts working on it. Fucking bitches came up and STOLE his nasty ass ice cube! Like flat out stole it from him. He just looked to me for help. I had to go outside and shoo them away so he get this his treat back. To which he promptly took entirely across the yard.
Sadly, I couldn't find my phone before I felt I needed to step in for the sake of his pride and to prevent a brawl.
@mrschicken do you have barred rocks by any chance? They have NO FEAR. I think they think Wyatt is their bestie. Granted they grew up with him while as the others didn't. But still. He's a BIRD DOG. His whole breeding heritage is to fetch birds! We may have ruined him, lol.
We have black osterllopes and Rhode Island reds. Miso is such a wuss when it comes to the chickens--she's all bark until one of them moves. Then she takes off like a shot.
One of our chickens eats out of one of our dog's bowls while she (the dog) is eating. The funny thing is that the dog is food aggressive towards other dogs. With the chicken, she doesn't know what on earth to do.