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:
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.
That's so sad! I hope Animal Control catches the dog.
Oh no! That's really sad.
I hope that dog doesn't go after the sheep next.
I'm so sorry! That's terrible!
Hopefully they catch the dog.
It's amazing how quickly chickens worm your way into your heart!
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.
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?
What?! Oh no. Sweetie, I am so sorry. That's horrible! What a devastating loss...
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