I wasn't insulted when the chicks chose to follow the kids around instead of me. In fact, I thought it was pretty cute. But things have hit a new low... when we are all together, they follow the DOG. They follow her around the yard, around the house; when she lies down, they lie down between her two front paws.
Maybe they haven't seen her enormous, wolf-like teeth. Maybe they don't realize that she weighs 75 pounds more than they do, and could crush their hollow bones in a single swipe. Or maybe they have perceived that she is the sweetest, gentlest dog, and would probably protect them with her own life. She plays this role for our kids; why not for the new babies too.
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