Last night the stupid rooster would not go in the coop. Not sure why. It was after dark. The girls were all in. A couple of hours later I hear the screech. It was the stupid rooster. The noise was awful. I screamed out the window and all got quiet. Thinking the rooster was lunch for some lucky fox I went off to bed. 8am I hear cock a doodle doo to you. My stupid roo is alive. I let the dog out the front door and what a mess of feathers. Dh and I picked them up. They were scattered everywhere. I had thoughts of a bloody mess and I would have to cull him. To my amazement the fox only got his tail feathers. Almost all of them. It filled a gallon ice cream jug. The roo is fine. Maybe next week he will be my supper if he doesn't smarten up.