And then there were 21.
Tuesday night last week (before Thanksgiving in the US), woke up at 2 AM because my roo was going crazy in the yard. Jumped up and booked it down the stairs with the dogs, who shot out the dog door in front of me and started going ballistic. By the time I goth out the door, whatever they were after was headed over the back fence (pretty sure it was a coyote).
Unfortunately, there were dead chickens everywhere. Lost all of my Langshans (AGAIN), The BLRW, My Black Ameracauna, and one of my EE's . We found the remains of the EE ant one of the langshans in the green belt behind the house, the rest were in the yard. I hadn't locked the coops because we were planning on letting them free range while we were out of town over thanksgiving, and I wanted them to be used to the door being open. Glad it happened before we left, or there wouldn't be anyone left. Olive and one of my Svart Honas were also attacked, but both made it. Olive will never fly again though, her wing's pretty wrecked.
Anyway, the Bresse roo was out there trying to fight off whatever attacked the flock. His talons and beak were bloody, so he got some hits in, and he was grumpy! For bravery in the face of certain death, I finally found an appropriate name.
Here's a photo of My boy, now known as "Cluck Norris". Hai-Yah!
Ended up having my oldest stay at the house while we were gone to lock the girls up at night. Whatever it was came back at least once, but the dogs chased it off. Just have to keep them locked up at night.
And now I have to find BLRW and Langshans again. Grr.