I do not know what magic force was looking over my critters yesterday, but wow ... It could have been complete and total carnage.
I was at the fair with my mom, niece, and daughter. My husband came home a little early, 5:30 or 6, and noticed the gate to the coop was open. The dogs have free access to the yard during the day; when we free range the girls we lock the dogs in the house and put the bunny that lives with the chickens in her hutch. I have 2 dogs. One is a rhodesian ridgeback with a prey drive out the wazoo. He especially loves wild rabbits - I've been pulled over bushes and down hills (on my stomach) when he was after something. He broke a tooth chasing a cat into an iron fence. The other dog is more mellow, but prone to over-involvement and snapping. She's fence-fought with my broody, because how dare that chicken challenge her!
So, the yard. He grabbed the ridgeback, who was inside, and called the other dog into the house. Then he went outside, bracing himself for what was to come ....
Happy chickens. 3 adults? Check. 4 half grown birds? Check. Two unmolested broodies on their nests? Check. One VERY happy bun near the rose bush? Check. Everyone was fine. Relaxed, doing their things. HOW??? Crazy amazing.