I just feel awful today. My husband has been saying for the last few months that he swears he's been seeing some sort of large cat in our neighborhood. I hadn't seen it myself so i had my doubts until this morning when 3 out of 4 of my rhode islands where slaughtered. The 4th one was found terrified across the street at my neighbors house. I had gotten pretty attached to my ladies. The chicken keeping rules will also be a bit different now - we had been a bit liberal with not locking them in their coop at night so they could forage in the grass within their enclosure as early as they wanted - the one that survived will have to go on lock down now every night now that i know we have a predator. I suppose this is a struggle that we all have to face, but it still stings.