Something killed.....

Sounds like a classic coon attack. I just lost my favorite 'exotic' rooster to one of those #$%$!!! things. My three dogs usually chase racoons off or tree them (the dogs are trained to leave chickens alone). When they do the latter, I shoot the. . . well, this is a family site. Racoons are most likely to strike right at sundown or sunset. Their attacks occur in late winter/early spring, when the weather warms up (they don't hibernate, but hunker down in cold or extreme weather) and around July when their young are weaned. This is the worst Time! I once shot three out of a tree in one assault. Up until this last attack, I thought the coons had agreed to an armistice. No such luck.
 
First let me say that this is the honest truth....I'm an honest guy.....I've really been trying to do the right thing here as ignorant as I'm finding myself to be.....

We took a ride.....this was when we should have been preping for a large party but I felt bad about 'Decker'.....

So we load up....buy a new carrier this time the big one (much better).....

We get to the farm (45 min ride) and he says all he has is roosters but the hen would love the company and we could have one for $5......

So down to the self serve chicken coop (he was about 80, and even has a cash drop box '$5 a bird' at the coop)......

Needless to say these guys....about 30....weren't happy to see me...

In the barn I go and all hell breaks lose......as well as a hundred years worth of dust/dried poop....I'm feeling it (lung wise)......

I catch one and put him in the carrier....my wife doesn't like him.......

Back he goes and I get another...seemed like a mix....red body, green tail, tight comb...nice looking bird....this took about 20 minutes in the heavy dust mind you.....

We get him home (almost three hrs between stops and catching him) and I open the carrier.....he stays put for a awhile and then starts enjoying the yard.....

Decker was in a corner behind the deck and wasn't seen by him......he makes his way to the back corner of my yard and scratches about making some cool sounds......Decker knows he's here now and is listening with much interest.....

My kids are happy....I'm happy....my wife is happy....the baby is happy (as always)....Decker will soon be happy......

Then I say "This guys gonna be in heaven.....we rescued him from an old barn full of guys and now has this whole yard and a girl friend"

Then................................................................................

He jumps to the top of my stockade fence.....and splits.......

I swear this is a true story..........
 
Decker is in the basement enjoying that new 'coop'
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I'm hopefull the new guy will be found tomorrow and I can bribe/make friends with him with food.....

I just can't believe this story myself I guess....seeing him 'fly the coop' was like.....I don't know......

Decker is safe and seems happier overall today.....
 
Oh Mr Dad so sorry to read about your loss, and the antics of the new roo. Somehow it will work out.
 

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