Strictly 100% all my fault. Yesterday when I got home from work at 5 PM I followed my regular routine by going out to the coop to collect eggs. Beautiful day so I open the door to the chicken run so they can free range till dark. As we are eating supper I look out the window. Lucky and some of his ladies are pecking their way towards the front of the house. I'm down in the basement watching a movie. "THERE'S A DOG EATING YOUR CHICKENS!", my wife screams. I bound up the steps and fly out the back door. Dog running away from me. I get one shot off just before the dog disappears behind the shop. I run around the shop form the opposite direction full expecting to see a mad dog coming at me and me wishing I had the shotgun instead of a pistol. No dog?! Guess he's still running thru the backwoods heading for the next state? Time to assess damage. 3 out of the 8 hens are making statues of themselves in their run. That leaves 5 hens and Lucky the Rooster missing. Backyard is full, I mean FULL of feathers. No carcases or blood. I find Lucky across the street in the neighbor's front yard. Lucky's missing all of his tail feathers except one. Well now I know he was involved somehow. I try and herd him back to the coop but he refuses, no way is his going towards the scene of the attack! OK then I'll try find the other 5 hens. Found the other 5 hens half way between the road and their backyard coop. All hens are grouped together thinking loudly, "We believe we are invisible therefore we are." I herd them back to their run and lock them in with the other 3 hens. I head back to get Lucky but he's no where to be found. Wife builds up her courage and comes out to help. Neighbor's yard, our front yard, side woods, no Lucky. Found him in our the side neighbors woods/front yard. Gently herd him back to and into the run. All the hens break their silence and start clucking away, guess they are thanking Lucky for protecting them. No blood on Lucky. From the fight scene looks like the dog got 4 mouth fulls of Lucky's tail feathers. Lucky will not be posing for the Kellogg's Corns Flakes front cartoon picture for a while. When I get home tonight I'll try and backtrack the dog to determine where he came from or went. Moral of the story. If you're going to free range your chickens without supervision then don't be surprised if they don't survive.