So the other morning, I was in a hurry to go to the grange and bake pies for our local festival. Apparently, I forgot to latch the gate to the chicken run when I went out. My hands were full and I didn't go back.
Well, the dog run is right next to the chicken run. You have to go through the dog run to get to the gate to the chicken run. This is normally really good since the dogs can ward off any predators. Not this time. This time, the dogs were the predators.
My dad came over to check on things and noticed that the dogs were in the chicken run and all the chickens were in the dog run. Really weird and hawks could have come down to get them since there's no netting on the dog run.
So when he went to switch them back, he found the dogs fighting over one of my black sex-links, Eva. There were feathers everywhere and they were having a tug-o-war with her... and she was still alive but barely. He put her out of her misery and took care of her before I got home...
I just feel so bad for having left the gate open. It could have been much worse. They could have killed more chickens (I had 16 total, now 15)... or could have gotten one of my favorites. I liked Eva, but she wasn't one of my special ones. You know how that is...
RIP Eva
Well, the dog run is right next to the chicken run. You have to go through the dog run to get to the gate to the chicken run. This is normally really good since the dogs can ward off any predators. Not this time. This time, the dogs were the predators.
My dad came over to check on things and noticed that the dogs were in the chicken run and all the chickens were in the dog run. Really weird and hawks could have come down to get them since there's no netting on the dog run.
So when he went to switch them back, he found the dogs fighting over one of my black sex-links, Eva. There were feathers everywhere and they were having a tug-o-war with her... and she was still alive but barely. He put her out of her misery and took care of her before I got home...
I just feel so bad for having left the gate open. It could have been much worse. They could have killed more chickens (I had 16 total, now 15)... or could have gotten one of my favorites. I liked Eva, but she wasn't one of my special ones. You know how that is...
RIP Eva
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