rumbleBee_STi
Songster
I finally had my first chicken loss, & I havenāt stopped crying since.
Pretty sure it happened sometime during the day this past Saturday. I only let my chooks free range if Iām able to be outside with them. Saturday evening I was getting everyone back into their run for coop time. While I was giving their last feed for the night, my husband says āIām only counting 3 white (leghorn) ones.ā I told him to check the coop, because sometimes theyāll go in early or be laying their egg before bed time. Thatās when I started getting nervous. My leghorns never miss the opportunity for food, ever. We search on top of the ridge while I yelled āchook chookā. My husband said he was going to go walk around the hill below both runs. I was running inside to get the flash light & my husband yells out āSam? I found feathers.ā I ran down to where he was, sure enough... tons of feathers, & then an obvious trail of stray feathers. I followed the trail, more piles of feathers, also the remains of what my chook had in her crop. I started bawling my eyes out
Never found her body. Never heard anything. No squawking, no rustling. None of the flocks acted like they heard anything. I know this is part of keeping chickens, but it doesnāt make it hurt any less. Iām terrified to let the rest of my chooks out now. The area where she was taken, my small group of 14 week old EEās are always trying to range in. Weāve had a fox hitting our trail cam, & Iām pretty sure thatās what took my girl
The picture shows how close she was taken from where all the runs/coops are, & from where I usually hangout at when theyāre outside


