Whenever my sister saw a fox near the chickens she would stare at it intensely with her evil eyes until it went away.
One time our Poppy got attacked by that fox we named 'sox the fox' practically in front of my sis' nose and my sisters had to scare it away. Thankfully Poppy just got a minor bite/scratch and lost some feathers.
One time our Poppy got attacked by that fox we named 'sox the fox' practically in front of my sis' nose and my sisters had to scare it away. Thankfully Poppy just got a minor bite/scratch and lost some feathers.