Good morning everyone. I hve been up for hours and am exhausted. We had a rough night.
Last night Elvis was barking up a mad storm. We let him out once but he didn't do anything and we chaulked it up to him being extra irritating. Mark said he heard cats fighting outside so we assumed he was freaking out overr that.
3:30 am we hear the most dreaded sound ever. A chicken screaming.
Mark and I BOLTED out of bed and ran to the kitchen to let the dog out. He goes tearing into the yard and I see a coon running out o Mama's kennel. I run back into the house to get a flashlight and when I get back I see that Elvis has trapped the coons up a telephone pole.
Two of them.
I run to Mamas kennel and Mark runs to the pole and starts throwing rocks at the coons. Everythings good in Mamas pen. They couldn't get into the coop. Couldn't figure out the door. Mama and all babies are okay.
Run to the big girls' coop. Everyone is fine. Everyone is accounted for. There is no way a coon can get in there. Phew.
Check the showgirls' coop.
Oh god. There's blood smeared on the side and the door is busted in. All showgirls missing.
I'm freaking out. Elvis is still watching the coons and mark and I are searching the yard for ANYTHING. we find Petey's body in the corner of the property. I'm freaking out oh god Petey! But then I see slight movement... He's still alive! We rush him into the house. He isn't doing well at this point. He is wheezing and breathing very heavily. He is in an out of consciousness. Mark and I go outside to check for the other showgirls, which we never found. Peteys feathers are everywhere though. From what I gather based on the feather trail, the coon grabbed him, he screamed, we let the dog out, coons dragged him up the pole and dropped him when they got to the top. Petey landed and ran across the yard before collapsing. There are no feathers from Priscilla or prudence anywhere.
Elvis guarded the pole until sunup, then the coons started getting really antsy. Mark and I threw rocks at them until they fell off the pole and ran off.
Petey is here, but I do not think he is going to make it. He has puncture wounds all over his body and I think his shoulder is badly broken. He has blood coming from his mouth and is wheezing badly. I'm just happy he can die here in the house instead of the jaws of those horrible creatures.
I don't know what happened to Priscilla and prudence, but there's a lot of blood on the coop and on peteys crest feathers, but Petey is not bleeding from anywhere.
I am devastated. Sorry for the language but the only way to truly describe how I feel is f*****g devistaded.