Well, I get off work yesterday and I called the wife like I always do, asking if there was anything I need to pick up on the way home. She frantically tells me that something is out killing our chickens. Though my wife is 7.5 mo pregnant, I advise her to grab a gun and go! She was already on her way out the door. I call my brother, who only lives 2 minutes away, and ask him to go over there as well since I work 30 min from home.
When I got there, the ground was covered with feathers, and pieces of chickens. My wife said the dog ran off when My brother showed up (my brother was more concerned with her well being than the chickens because she is pregnant). So when I got there, I drove around looking for that mutt with no luck. As we begin to collect the scattered and terrified survivors, my wife told me that, "the dog had one of our roosters in his mouth, shaking him like a toy. He saw our ducks making a dash for the run, dropped the rooster and plowed into our drake (a pekin)." She continued, "I tried to distract the dog because there was no clear shot, so the drake could get away, and he (the dog) snapped at me." She told me that thankfully, my brother showed up then and the dog ran off.
At this point, I'm beyond livid! I have 8 of my 23 layers in the coop, and the remaining 15 are KOA, MIA, or injured. We have 3 that we caught with some pretty healthy wounds. We doctored the rooster and 2 hens up the best we could, and put them in the brooder in our meat chicken pen. I shut off the coop, but left the run door open so remaining chickens could get in. Its 58* and pouring rain, so we went inside to change and dry off. I look out the back door and see 1 of our missing chickens dashing around the run, so I head out to collect her and see the mutt go dashing from my woods toward the frantic chicken. He won't be doing that again!
We cleaned the wounds with peroxide and treated with triple antibiotic ointment. I tried to close the wounds with superglue since nearly all the feathers were missing around them. By 7pm, all the chickens were accounted for. Several dead and 3 badly wounded. I thank GOD that damn dog didn't bite my wife or kill any more than he did.
When I got there, the ground was covered with feathers, and pieces of chickens. My wife said the dog ran off when My brother showed up (my brother was more concerned with her well being than the chickens because she is pregnant). So when I got there, I drove around looking for that mutt with no luck. As we begin to collect the scattered and terrified survivors, my wife told me that, "the dog had one of our roosters in his mouth, shaking him like a toy. He saw our ducks making a dash for the run, dropped the rooster and plowed into our drake (a pekin)." She continued, "I tried to distract the dog because there was no clear shot, so the drake could get away, and he (the dog) snapped at me." She told me that thankfully, my brother showed up then and the dog ran off.
At this point, I'm beyond livid! I have 8 of my 23 layers in the coop, and the remaining 15 are KOA, MIA, or injured. We have 3 that we caught with some pretty healthy wounds. We doctored the rooster and 2 hens up the best we could, and put them in the brooder in our meat chicken pen. I shut off the coop, but left the run door open so remaining chickens could get in. Its 58* and pouring rain, so we went inside to change and dry off. I look out the back door and see 1 of our missing chickens dashing around the run, so I head out to collect her and see the mutt go dashing from my woods toward the frantic chicken. He won't be doing that again!
We cleaned the wounds with peroxide and treated with triple antibiotic ointment. I tried to close the wounds with superglue since nearly all the feathers were missing around them. By 7pm, all the chickens were accounted for. Several dead and 3 badly wounded. I thank GOD that damn dog didn't bite my wife or kill any more than he did.
