Another dog post - with a final ring.

[Davaroo]

Well, I don't really have the ooomph to built an armored compound in my back yard for just a few cluckers. I may have ago at it again next year, but I'm putting up electric fence if I do. And I WILL gleefully watch those hounds fry - none of that tree hugging stuff, no sir.
The dogs must pay...

For now, I think I'll stick with gardening, a hollow pitiful shell of a man. Once triumphant in his chicken glory, now defeated by the demonic hounds of Hell.

Hey, there's still plenty of time to put in collards, kale and peas. And the chicken house WILL make a dandy greehouse.

Too little space is really the problem. There just isn't room for both a pack of mutts (no matter how well trained) and chickens. Sooner or later, just when you're looking away, BAAAAM! It happens.

Dogs 1, David 0

 

[thechickenchick]

So sorry this happened Daveroo. I do hope you start over, even if it is next year.

Maybe the chickens were secretly taunting the dogs. Like that old commercial where the cats causes the dog to make a mess so it will get in trouble! The chickens kept telling your dogs that you loved them best and the dogs had enough!

 

[ozark hen]

oh, so sorry, dave!! that just is the worst thing a person can discover from their "best friend". We had the same thing happen to some ducks. That is all I am going to say.

 

[birdlover]

I'm sorry, Dave. Maybe next year, huh? You sound like you're taking it well...better than I would, for sure! ((((big hugs))))

Ellen

 

[DDRanch]

I am so sorry.

Anne

 

[geareduplyn]

David, I sent you an email I'm culling a lot of year old hens. If you want some let me know and come pick them up.

 

[SterlingAcres]

I'm sooooo sorry Dave. I hope you get more birds soon!!! We'd really miss you if you left...

 

[SpottedCrow]

Dang!!! I'm so sorry, David...

 

[Farmer Kitty]

So sorry this happened! Don't give up on the chickens. Order or hatch more!

 

[Beekissed]

For now, I think I'll stick with gardening, a hollow pitiful shell of a man. Once triumphant in his chicken glory, now defeated by the demonic hounds of Hell.

That's what we love about you, Davaroo! Your wit and turn of phrase in the face of disaster!

Hey...mourn the fallen flock of feathered friends, take some time to look up recipes involving dog meat, invite the people you don't particularly like from the workplace and have a BBQ.

Then, get back up on that pony and RIDE!

Sorry about your birds, Davaroo! :aww​