I don't hate dogs, I really don't. I have an absolutely wonderful BullMastiff who would never, ever, ever chase my livestock. Kinda helps that he's terrified of chickens, terrified of goats, respects horses and is downright tail-tucked scared of mooing cows.
My boarder brought her dog today, she thought it was funny to get him to chase bunnies (wild ones who live in gigantic quantities under my sheds).... well he got really tired of chasing extremely fast bunnies and thought a very fat, fluffy chicken would be great!
He didn't catch any but he scared every single chicken out of it's mind and they all ran away and HID. I spent close to two hours looking for chickens with 2 hysterically sobbing kids. Boarder offered to "replace" any missing chickens. She didn't get that it's not 20 chickens.... it's Lucky, Chirps, Bella, Rainbow Feathers, Ducky Waddle, Brownie, Midnight, Speedy, Fluffy Mc Fluffers, Snowball, Frizzie, Chocolate, Midnight Jr, Feathers, Dog Food, Black Star, BlueJay, Chicken Joe, The Twins and so on.... I hauled chickens out of the hay stack, the goat house, the cow shed, way at the end of the horse pasture and finally found the last chicken Fluffy Mc Fluffers way out in the cow pasture, terrified and shaking under some tall weeds.
I then look up and see the neighbor's freakin dogs out chasing my calves!
And during the insanity, I missed the phone call from my dad that he was going in for emergency heart surgery. I was able to talk to my Mom and he's in recovery and doing ok but was upset he didn't get to talk to me or my girls before they took him in