For those that need a laugh at someone else’s expense, read on.
My area is mostly farm country, with deep wooded areas. There’s been coyote sightings, and I’ve personally seen at least three. Needless to say I’ve been on high alert. Some neighbors of mine seen or heard coyotes in her backyard and called the police. The police in turn called animal control. (I guess in case it was just dogs, idk) While this was going on my hens starting making a ruckus. It’s about 7:30 pm, dark and cold, the chickens are up for the night. I heard my roosters crowing and what sounded like hurt/scared chickens. I grabbed my coat, and shoes and ran down to the coop. Long story short, the police, and animal control come by and there I am in.. pink Garfield pj bottoms, a Stranger Things tshirt, a polka dotted robe, a 15 year old parka, the fur lining on the hood it ripped and flapping in the wind. And to top it off I’m wearing my husbands work boots, with a serving fork in one hand (my closet weapon), and my sons lilo and stitch flash light.
Oh did I mention I have motion lights so my yard is lit up like the 4th of July.
In the end the game warden has to come and deal with the coyotes. (I’ll believe it when I see it), my chickens are fine and I didn’t die of embarrassment. However I won’t be going to any town council meetings any time soon…
My area is mostly farm country, with deep wooded areas. There’s been coyote sightings, and I’ve personally seen at least three. Needless to say I’ve been on high alert. Some neighbors of mine seen or heard coyotes in her backyard and called the police. The police in turn called animal control. (I guess in case it was just dogs, idk) While this was going on my hens starting making a ruckus. It’s about 7:30 pm, dark and cold, the chickens are up for the night. I heard my roosters crowing and what sounded like hurt/scared chickens. I grabbed my coat, and shoes and ran down to the coop. Long story short, the police, and animal control come by and there I am in.. pink Garfield pj bottoms, a Stranger Things tshirt, a polka dotted robe, a 15 year old parka, the fur lining on the hood it ripped and flapping in the wind. And to top it off I’m wearing my husbands work boots, with a serving fork in one hand (my closet weapon), and my sons lilo and stitch flash light.
Oh did I mention I have motion lights so my yard is lit up like the 4th of July.
In the end the game warden has to come and deal with the coyotes. (I’ll believe it when I see it), my chickens are fine and I didn’t die of embarrassment. However I won’t be going to any town council meetings any time soon…
. I'm sorry but this did make me nearly die 
. I'm glad you and the chickens are okay though and hopefully the coyotes get dealt with. It sounds like your outfit was quite something
