Wendy and I went to put the chickens in tonight and discovered that 3 of them were missing.
Problem is one of them was Wendy's favorite Dominique. Don't get me wrong, we've lost a chicken to a hawk and one to what I believe is a coyote. So we expect to lose one here or there, but 3 at one shot?
I couldn't find a sign of them anywhere, not even where something might had got them and left some feathers. Just nothing.
We are hoping that the three of them are holed up somewhere in the woods and will come home tomorrow.
In any event, my shotgun will be going with me when I work on the pig pen tomorrow, and I dare whatever it was to come back and visit.
Just got back in from taking my shotgun for a walk. I wanted to see if any of the missing birds came home. Lo and behold, there were 2 of them roosting on one of my step ladders that are leaning against the barn. The best part was that one of the was Wendy's little friend, the Dominque. I will sleep better tonight now. The Dominiques and Delawares are like my "prize" chickens.
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