Sunday, November 17, 2013

As things continue to go pear shaped...

We currently have no chickens.  This feels odd, since we've had chickens for years and years and years.
Something scared away and/or killed all our chickens.  The Prime Suspect is a large dog that appears in our yard occasionally.  We have no idea what irresponsible jackass owns it and doesn't see fit to keep it safely at home.  We've alerted our local Animal Control Officer (a wonderful woman whom we both dearly love and respect) and she's watching for it. 
But that doesn't get us our chickens back.  Our old Rhode Island Reds.  Our not-Buff Orpingtons.  Our Black Australorps.  Our brand-new Barred Rocks.  All gone.
We won't be able to get new chicks until spring.
And they won't start laying until they mature next fall.
We're going to have to buy eggs for the first time in umpteen years.
I'm so depressed...


7 comments:

Sara said...

I'm so sorry for your chicken loss. What are people thinking when they let dogs run? It's really not safe for the dogs or other critters. Hope you get the culprit.

quantumtea said...

That's so sad! I hope Animal Control catches the dog.

Erika said...

Oh no! That's really sad.

I hope that dog doesn't go after the sheep next.

Wanderingcatstudio said...

I'm so sorry! That's terrible!
Hopefully they catch the dog.
It's amazing how quickly chickens worm your way into your heart!

judy said...

I am SO sorry. And, I can relate. We have a 'neighbor' with large dogs that kill cats and other animals, ours included. Maybe a gun.

Angie said...

Oh no! That is really a miserable event. I hope that never happens again and you find what caused the disappearance in the first place? Any feathers?

Cookie said...

What?! Oh no. Sweetie, I am so sorry. That's horrible! What a devastating loss...