I was in bed getting a good sleep until my sister comes in the room and tells me that there's a coyote in the yard, and it has one of the chickens in his mouth. I got up quickly and ran, by the time I got out the coyote already escaped under the fence with the chicken under his mouth, That chicken was the most sweetest chicken ever, She was the type to follow me around and was hostile with the other chickens. Now what I'm guilty about is that I didn't close the pin doors last night meaning the coyote got in easily because it was my fault.
Yup My fault and I Have to live with this guilt until I'm in my death-bed. Now why I'm writing this is because I don't want to feel like I'm the only guilty person in this world who made a terrible mistake and technically murdered her chicken.
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Thank you guys, That really did help. I'll make sure to learn from this mistake and keep my chickens safer.
Yup My fault and I Have to live with this guilt until I'm in my death-bed. Now why I'm writing this is because I don't want to feel like I'm the only guilty person in this world who made a terrible mistake and technically murdered her chicken.
Edit:
Thank you guys, That really did help. I'll make sure to learn from this mistake and keep my chickens safer.
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