I had six pullets, about 8 weeks old, when I left for work this morning, and only 3 when I came home. I live on main street in a very small town (pop 3,000) - anything could have taken them, human, dog (my best guess, knowing my neighbor) or something else. HEARTBROKEN! I still have 2 golden-laced wyandottes and a columbian Wyandotte but lost Bonnie, my sweet easter egger, Snow White, the Austra White who was queen of the flock, and Dandelion, another columbian. I keep walking out and around, hoping they'll turn up, but it's dark now - they'd have come if they were here! All six were around at 3 when my daughter came home from school and probably not around by 6, when she came outside for a few minutes on her way out. Chicken-napper - beware. If I find out who you are, I will come after you!