I was sleeping on the couch after a long day in the yard repairing the fence. I left the big gate open by accident. I was awoken by the sound of screaming chickens... I bolted to the back door and saw a German Sheppard chowing down on my Rhode Island Red. I grabbed the shovel by the door and sprinted towards the dog. I nearly smacked it in the head (he's lucky I didn't have my glock or there would have been a civil war). I chased the jerk out of my back yard and half way down the street with only my socks on. I ran back and jumped in the car and patrolled the neighborhood while calling the police. I saw a family in their yard down the road in the direction the dog ran. I stopped and asked if they knew anybody that has a German Sheppard. They said, they had one. I then asked if it was just running loose, they said yes. I told them that it just killed all of my chickens. The man asked how many? I said 4 adults and 6 babies. I told them, well... I called the police, they are probably going to want to talk to you then I left. I cam running back to inspect the damages... there were 5 or 6 piles of feathers all over the yard. I went over to attend to the Rhode Island... her entrails were hanging out and she was panting and cooing. I per her out of her misery via garden tool. Then I attended to my 6 year old Black Sex Link, she was still alive, but panting heavily. Her wounds seemed to not be as bad. I put her in a box with towels and took her into the basement to relax and cool off. I went back out to find the worst had happened to my 3-4 week chicks. All of them. Dead. The dog didn't even eat them. He just bit down, crushed them and left them where they sat to die. Entrails hanging out all over the place and spread all over the coop. The dog ripped the roof off the hen house and tore the chicken wire to smithereens. My other two adults, Golden Sex Links were no where to be found. I tore the back yard apart trying to find the bodies and I found one of my girls hiding underneath the rototiller. The other girl was hiding under the bag for the lawn mower. Thank God they got away. It was a massacre. I'll be cleaning blood and guts up for the next several weeks and digging graves for the rest of the day. I went back down to the cool basement to check on the black chicken. The dog had sliced her skin open, about 5 inches in diameter and broke bone in her back. Blood plasma was leaking out. I gently cleaned the wound and applied antibiotics. As I write this she's sleeping, but I don't think she'll make it. If the wound gets infected, I'll have to put her down. She survived 1 dog attack and a owl attack already... Perhaps she'll make it through this... she refuses to die! It breaks my heart to see her like this. She was always so sweet. Let's me pick her up, eats out of my hand. She's a little fat and arthritic so when I bring treats out she tries to run but only ends up waddling in at a drastically reduced pace... It's a hilarious sight to see. I hope she pulls through, she will be missed. Now the officer is back. He said that he got all their information and wondered what I wanted to do. I said, I want them cited for dog loose. He had me fill out a statement, then he took pictures of my girl's lifeless bodies. When he came back from his car he said they are going to be cited for a dog attack on a domestic animal and canine at large. He then said, try to figure the cost of the damages and get back to the prosecutors office tomorrow. VICTORY! I understand accidents happen. Dogs get loose. You forget to close the gate. But... with pets, especially a potentially dangerous pet, you have to be prepared to accept the consequences of accidents. I figure the adults are worth $20 each, the pullets $7.50 each and the damage to the coupe another $15 for a sheet of plywood, 2x4 and screws. I tell the prosecutors office they owe me $100 or $120 if Black dies. FRUSTRATED!!!!