I had too many roosters this year, so I had one out roaming in the yard. The whole place is fenced in, so I though hed be okay. Anyway, yesterday I heard screaming in my backyard at around 11:15 am and ran out side. The head rooster had escaped the enclosure (idk how, the fence is five feet tall) and was chasing the other one around. I put Head Rooster back and went inside. Five minutes later, I heard a commotion but didn't think anything of it because my birds make noises all the time. When I went out to collect eggs at 11:45, I was a little concerned because he didn't come running out to greet me as usual. I found a pile of feathers and followed a trait of feathers to a hole under the fence to a bigger pile of feathers and under some bushes was a ******* huge pile of feathers.
I didn't care about me getting hurt and crawled through a 1' by 1' tunnel through blackberry vines following this trail of feathers. By this time, I was hysterical and the feathers were few and far in between. I didn't see any blood except one little drop on a leaf. I was forced to stop when the tunnel went under a log I couldn't fit under and the blackberries were too thick to go over. I sat there for like ten minutes crying and wishing I hadn't gotten attached to that darn bird. I strongly suspect my neighbor's cat, because I've had to chase the cat away before when he was chasing the chicken, it was daytime, and the tunnels were cat-sized.
After spending the better part of today pulling thorns out of myself (figures, I was wearing shorts and a tshirt), I decided to actually try to find out what it was. I'm feeling super guilty about his death. Also, if it was my neighbor's cat, should I do anything (talk to them, etc.)
I didn't care about me getting hurt and crawled through a 1' by 1' tunnel through blackberry vines following this trail of feathers. By this time, I was hysterical and the feathers were few and far in between. I didn't see any blood except one little drop on a leaf. I was forced to stop when the tunnel went under a log I couldn't fit under and the blackberries were too thick to go over. I sat there for like ten minutes crying and wishing I hadn't gotten attached to that darn bird. I strongly suspect my neighbor's cat, because I've had to chase the cat away before when he was chasing the chicken, it was daytime, and the tunnels were cat-sized.
After spending the better part of today pulling thorns out of myself (figures, I was wearing shorts and a tshirt), I decided to actually try to find out what it was. I'm feeling super guilty about his death. Also, if it was my neighbor's cat, should I do anything (talk to them, etc.)