I released the chickens again today for round two. Signs are very encouraging - the plastic trellis ground cover halts their rampage around the orange trees, and they go wreak havoc elsewhere.
You might be forgiven for thinking this blue-tongue has a chicken related injury, both from the birds' reputed ferocity, and the context of this post so far. However, the only relation this picture actually has to the chickens - other than it also wanted to bite me - is that it was another predator in the garden today. I'm thrilled - this is the first blue-tongue I've seen in my yard in the five & half years I've been here. Found him slinking under the black plastic I've been using to sheet mulch my garden beds... never thought I'd come to think of plastic as habitat. I hope the smorgasbord of slugs in my yard entices him to stick around & spend less time with the neighbor's yappy-dog. That would be best for both of us.