I am a man and pissed around my coop, and a bear or something came by and wrecked my shit anyway, so idk about the piss scaring off everyone. Although we get a good bit of rain so maybe the piss didn’t stick around and washed away.
My dog killed 3, the bear killed 6, leaving one, then came back in a month and killed the survivor. (I didn’t have enough money to completely fill out a secure area I guess. Thought it was good, but it was not, and chickens are fucking stupid which doesn’t help. I’m getting guinea hens next, after I can afford some more hardware cloth to finish my coop off.
If it came to that, I’m going with Mad Monkey. Where I grab a stick and jump up and down and holler like an angry monkey while beating the stick on the ground, throw the stick at the bear, then beat by chest with both hands.
But honestly, I care more about the bear than the stupid chickens. I would scare it off, but never kill it for killing stupid chickens. (The chickens never bonded with me despite a lot of effort to do so. My bloodthirsty dog singlemindedly trying to murder them might be a factor, but still.)
That’s why I don’t allow women near my coop. Predators can smell their periods.
I am a man and pissed around my coop, and a bear or something came by and wrecked my shit anyway, so idk about the piss scaring off everyone. Although we get a good bit of rain so maybe the piss didn’t stick around and washed away.
My dog killed 3, the bear killed 6, leaving one, then came back in a month and killed the survivor. (I didn’t have enough money to completely fill out a secure area I guess. Thought it was good, but it was not, and chickens are fucking stupid which doesn’t help. I’m getting guinea hens next, after I can afford some more hardware cloth to finish my coop off.
Ah, simple mistake. You can’t just piss around the coop, you have to confront the bear and piss directly on it to assert dominance.
If it came to that, I’m going with Mad Monkey. Where I grab a stick and jump up and down and holler like an angry monkey while beating the stick on the ground, throw the stick at the bear, then beat by chest with both hands.
But honestly, I care more about the bear than the stupid chickens. I would scare it off, but never kill it for killing stupid chickens. (The chickens never bonded with me despite a lot of effort to do so. My bloodthirsty dog singlemindedly trying to murder them might be a factor, but still.)
or you’re trans and don’t know it
The bears can smell the menstruation