I posted in another thread that something got my chickens. Killed everyone one of them. Eight! I cried all day yesterday. I am the one that had to go out and pick up their lifeless bodies. Some were just dead, some were decapitated, some had their insides eaten out. The horror of opening my back door and seeing those chickens laying there was horrible and in my mind every time I woke up last night which was quite often.
My husband is trying to persuade me to try again, go get more, others have also, but whatever got my chickens will come back and they will kill them too. There were scratches on the chicken tractor and whatever it was opened the chicken wire and went in. Just typing about it now brings tears to my eyes.
They were only 8 to 9 weeks old but I was already loving them.
The only way I could ever do this again is to know that I made it pretty full proof that coyotes, stray dogs, weasels, fox, minks, possums, or raccoons could never get into them again but I am not sure that can be done.
My husband is trying to persuade me to try again, go get more, others have also, but whatever got my chickens will come back and they will kill them too. There were scratches on the chicken tractor and whatever it was opened the chicken wire and went in. Just typing about it now brings tears to my eyes.
They were only 8 to 9 weeks old but I was already loving them.
The only way I could ever do this again is to know that I made it pretty full proof that coyotes, stray dogs, weasels, fox, minks, possums, or raccoons could never get into them again but I am not sure that can be done.