My little brood of eleven chicks is down to four today. No blood, no signs, the adult birds are fine - they just vanished overnight from the pen. SNAKES! And a big one, too, to eat seven chicks at a sitting. So I headed out to WalMart to get minnow traps (kicking myself because I should have done that as soon as I heard of them!) Got back and was setting them up in the pen, and looked up to see the puppy out behind the pen with little yellow feet sticking out of his mouth. The snake must have regurgitated one on his way back to the woods. And in so doing, gave the puppy a lovely chicken snack, and showed him they were every bit as delicious as he thought they were. You are so dead, Mr. Snake. So dead!