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It was pouring. I had gone out to walk the dog one last time and saw that evil little creature slinking around the fence line. I keep the varmint gun at the back door. I shooed the dog back in, grabbed the flashlight, and took off. Shot it once as it turned to head for the woods. That slowed it down enough for me to run around it and get between it and the woods. It turned to the coop, and I shot it again. It managed to make its way under the coop. I ran around to the other side and got down on my belly in the wet grass and mud. It was halfway under an 8x12 coop, so I laid the flashlight on the ground pointed at it, slid the gun as close to it as I could get, and BLAM, right under the coop. Scared the stuff out of the chickensIn the rain, no less
I relocated it into a stand of pines with a pitchforkShe won't take the advice because she's an... ahem...
She does not nor does she intend to have a coop to protect her chickens... and she call domesticus gallus 'wild chickens', but is studying to be a wildlife biologist???
And relocation just passes the buck to someone else... imo...
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