I had the sweetest silkie boy that always ran up to me when I approached the coop, and he always wanted to jump up on my lap to cuddle. Today I had him with me in the back yard for a minute and I ran in the house to wash my hands. When I got to the sink (within 30 seconds of leaving him on the back porch), I looked out the back window and watched a hawk fly off across the creek with the silkie in its talons. I'm soooo sad...


