Oh well, all the time I was laying in the hospital the past 2 days, i am not worrying about why the heck I am there, (turns out they think I had a mild stroke!), but I am worried that my dogs will be fed, let out etc.... So as soon as I get home from the hospital today, I see the dogs are alive and kicken (only to have the dobie puke all his dinner up along with a chewed up photograph later) and then I go down to check the chicken status. OK...egg hatching 2 days early in the bator, can deal with that, free rangers free ranging as usuall. Then i notice the small pen that housed a serama pair and a single belgian d'anvers that was the friendliest chicken in my flock. IT WAS EMPTY and actually moved from its regular spot on the ground. All that was left were the black wing pieces of one bird. The seramas were black, but the single bird was gold. I am praying he got away and is hiding somewhere along with possibly one of the seramas. I dont know how whatever got them got into the pen. Either dug under the side or jumped on the wooden cover adnd it collapsed inside the pen. i feel so heartbroken because i was not here to listen for a rukus. But especially bad because that belgian was such a sweet bird that would fall alseep stretched out on my lap when I would hold him. But I guess at least i lived o come home and enjoy my other birds. Now I dont want to even put my other baby seramas that I bought and ones I hatched outside!!! I will wait with the gun tonight because I know whatever got them will come back thinking the neighboring pen will be the meal tonight...but what a suprise it will get!!!
