This guy was in our grow-out pen, which luckily was empty for the moment as the youngsters were out in the yard for a while. I ran screaming to the house for hubby, who was shaving. He came running downstairs with his face have shaved, half shaving cream, grabbed his pistol, and saved the day. He now has a rattle for a souvenier, and I'm quietly having a case of the shakes! This morning at 10:30 a coyote grabbed one of my roos and ran with it. The neighbor was taking his daily walk and startled the yote, who dropped Danny (my roo) and ran into the woods across the street. Danny rolled over, got up, and strolled back to the house, complaining the whole way, but other than a limp seems to be fine. That darn coyote came back at 1:00 and I saw him pacing the fence where the chickens free-range. Stupid me, went after him with a shovel. Luckily I didn't catch him (or he catch me). I'm ready to move to the city!!!!!