Marco Poultry

Have any of you experience with chickens? If so, you'll know that they are perhaps the dumbest of God's creatures. Their by products are tasty, but their brains are an afterthought. I have a small backyard flock myself. One of the newer little ladies is a bit confused when nightfall comes. Rather than retire to her beautiful little coop, she'll hop the fence (ala Chicken Run) and nest where she delights. Last night it was in a holly shrub. I spent a good part of 20 minutes looking for my wayward bird. I then had to extract her from said hedge, discovering that I might be a bit allergic to the prickly leaves. Brilliant.

The reason it took 20 minutes to find Miss Lucy is due to the nocturnal habits of hens. As dusk approaches, they'll settle in and shut down all but the most vital of systems. All that remains is respiratory and circulatory. You can call for them to no avail. They won't rustle about if they're already settled, even if a fox bites into their tasty bodies.

What I need is a little voice activated responder that I can attach to their leg, similar to ID bands. When I walk about the garden calling "Marco", it will reply with "Poultry!". I can then find the bird, regardless of their mental state.

Perhaps my neighbor has the same system and is finding my chickens. Change channels and the call then becomes "Christopher - Cockerel" or "Amerigo - Broody" or "Vasco - Da Gallus".