Before I helped my father put tables away from the yardsale that we had this weekend and then I decided to go say goodnight to my babies.
So into the coop I went. I was just finishing saying goodnight to the chickens when something ran by the coop and stopped for a sec. I thought that it was my dog Blackie because that's what she always does when I'm in the coop. But it was NOT Blackie.
IT WAS A FREAKING COYOTE!!!!!!
I gasped with fright when I saw it. It just looked at me and just proceded to smell and dig around the coop. It scared me so much that I WET MY PANTS!!!!! With it digging around the run and my poor babies squawking like HELP I felt an anger that I've never felt before. I yelled at the top of my lungs, "Rawr!!!!! Get out here you darn blasted Coyote"!!!!! Now I've never swore in my life until just about 15 minutes ago. It ran as fast as it could go. I started panicing just then and ran out of the coop and barricaded the coop door.
I ran to my father and told him what just happened. The chickens started squawking just then and I knew that it was back. I ran back there and yelled at it again and then I knonked the poor girls off the roosting bars and put them in a couple cages. While I was doing that I heard the neighbors dog barking and Mrs. Erikson calling her dog. After I finished putting them in the cages and barricading the entire coop I came out to see Mrs. Erikson going back up the hill to their house. I went to talk to my father who was in the garden. He told me that Mrs. Erikson and her boys were outside with their Aussie Shepard Teddy playing. Suddenly Teddy started to bark and chase something. Then they saw the coyote.
All that I can tell you is that I've NEVER been so angry in my entire life.
I put at least $100 into each one of those chickens with the price of feed and buying any eggs that I set under any broodies and I'm not willing to let my valuable hens and rooster go down the craws of some darn stupid Coyote.
So into the coop I went. I was just finishing saying goodnight to the chickens when something ran by the coop and stopped for a sec. I thought that it was my dog Blackie because that's what she always does when I'm in the coop. But it was NOT Blackie.
I gasped with fright when I saw it. It just looked at me and just proceded to smell and dig around the coop. It scared me so much that I WET MY PANTS!!!!! With it digging around the run and my poor babies squawking like HELP I felt an anger that I've never felt before. I yelled at the top of my lungs, "Rawr!!!!! Get out here you darn blasted Coyote"!!!!! Now I've never swore in my life until just about 15 minutes ago. It ran as fast as it could go. I started panicing just then and ran out of the coop and barricaded the coop door.
I ran to my father and told him what just happened. The chickens started squawking just then and I knew that it was back. I ran back there and yelled at it again and then I knonked the poor girls off the roosting bars and put them in a couple cages. While I was doing that I heard the neighbors dog barking and Mrs. Erikson calling her dog. After I finished putting them in the cages and barricading the entire coop I came out to see Mrs. Erikson going back up the hill to their house. I went to talk to my father who was in the garden. He told me that Mrs. Erikson and her boys were outside with their Aussie Shepard Teddy playing. Suddenly Teddy started to bark and chase something. Then they saw the coyote.
All that I can tell you is that I've NEVER been so angry in my entire life.
I put at least $100 into each one of those chickens with the price of feed and buying any eggs that I set under any broodies and I'm not willing to let my valuable hens and rooster go down the craws of some darn stupid Coyote.
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