We had our first predator attack yesterday. We have had our three chickens for almost nine months and they are outside for most of the day. Yesterday we heard a loud chicken scream. We rushed outside in time to see a hawk flying away with Toby, our golden retriever, barking and running behind it. Martha (the chicken attacked) lost a few feathers but seemed otherwise uninjured. I put the chickens into the coop for the rest of the day. I decided to let the chickens out for an hour today with the dog. When I went out to check on them, Toby was sitting on the front step with Martha cuddled up right next to him. Martha is generally a shy chicken and has never willing let any non-chicken creature (including me) too close to her. Maybe chickens are smarter than I thought!