What the camera didn't catch

Flash had been "threatening" the chickens all afternoon. Out of his toys box he had fished out one of those ghastly rubber squeaky plucked chickens, lay down 6 feet from the chickens & with toy chicken hanging out left & right from his mouth, constantly squeaked away. First time he has ever done this. The chickens were quite agitated by this.
I wanted to photograph this but it was not possible due to the distance and asked Angie to go to the chickens & call Flash. This was the panic that ensued!
By the way. not having any sheep, collecting up the chickens from around the garden each evening is his main, succesful task. He prefers rounding up the horses but this ends in a failure quota of about 99.9%, but he enjoys it much more, having to avoid flying hooves & large mouths. The chickens are not a challenge.