For weeks, we noticed our egg supply really dwindling, then found some snake skins on the floor of our barn/coop. Then we found 2 pullets with their necks rung. My hubby and son kept going out there sifting through the straw looking for the devil. Nothing! Then, this morning, I go in to refill a feeder and there he is, eating a clutch of eggs. I scream, "David, SNAKE!!!" in my girliest of voices. He gets the 22 and shoots this thing 15 times. Yolk explodes everywhere. It reminded me of a terminator movie, "Suck on this." Thankfully he is dead. Hopefully he's just a rogue snake and doesn't have a wife and kids who will take his place. Eww...I hate snakes. We threw it out for the chickens and they, on the other hand, loved him!