I was reclining and enjoying a good book on making Pasta when out of the corner of my eye I saw what we all fear when we range our birds. The storm door window was up just a slight drizzle on a warm day but it was too late he had already grabbed the hen I keep my shotgun in arms reach but was unable to drop this Bobcat as he tried to run with his kill. I put him down when he returned to get my girl. I can replace the screen but I never be able to replace Willimetta. The Bob goes to the taxidermist and Willi is in the garden now. She will help with next springs roses. Makes me so angry. Thanks for all the smiles you brought to my face little one. I'll miss you.