I was working at my desk when I suddenly heard screams of terror coming from my chickens that free range in my garden. One rooster, in full panic mode was up on my porch, slamming himself against the door. It could only have meant ONE thing...Predator! I grabbed my .22 and ran out the door expecting to see another fox. So, I was surprised to see a 6-7 year old boy out there who I had seen over at my neighbors. My birds had never seen a kid before and they were freaking out. It wasn't helping that the boy was trying to catch one. I wasn't real happy about that and even less happy that I had to babysit him for 20 minutes until he got called for supper.