Last night found multiple piles of black/white feathers, one by the back deck and another 2-3 alongside the garage. Called the girls for treats and one of the Anconas are missing. Those are NOT easy birds to catch, very alert and fast. The Amish finally mowed our field yesterday, so I suspected one of their stupid dogs followed down and found a snack. No body or blood to be found anywhere, just feathers. But had no proof it was their dog.
Well, this morning as we are getting into the car to leave for work, hear a ruckus with the chickens. Walk out of the garage to have the EE hen go streaking past the garage with that danged Amish dog, a yellow Australian Shepard, chasing full speed after her. So glad it is Friday so I had my sneakers on, cause I went running after that dog screaming like a banshee. And all my husband could yell behind me was to be nice and not say anything mean to the Amish!
Well my lungs gave out halfway up the hill (a runner I am not), but got up there and let the woman know that came out of the barn that she either ties up the dog or kills it, because it killed one of my chickens yesterday and was after them again this morning.
Hubby pulls up in the car and tries to smooth things over. Ugh, sometimes I could just slap him. So now I am at work, exhausted and a sore throat from the busy work week and this morning's adventure. Hoping it is a quiet day today, Im ready for a nap.