I let my girls out for a bit today. A few minutes into their foraging, I looked out over the field and saw a hound that lives somewhere down the gravel road. I roared at it (I echoed), and it took off down the driveway. Its companion, probably a sibling because they look identical from a distance, was standing where I couldn't see it. It followed the other one. I'm just glad that I noticed them when all of the girls were up close to the house eating sunflower seed. I really wish that people would keep track of their dogs. We now have to fix the fence post that the Sears delivery truck broke so that the fence is whole and the gate can be shut when the chickens are free-ranging. ARGH!