After finding my Black Star dead on the front porch I soon noticed the neighbors' dog trying to dig its way into the barn. It was after the rest of the flock. This mutt comes over almost every day. I went over to have a talk with him. The wife answered the door and couldn't have cared less. The next time I called he was informed that if it was found on my property again, animal control told me to 'just shoot it'. He finally got the gnads to return my calls today, after a visit from the sherriff's department, and the murder of my Rhode Island Red. The dog is now locked up and looking for a new home - far away from the birds. We used to be friends, but it took Animal Control officers and the Sherrifs department to get this through his skull.