Yesterday, we lost all but two of our chickens.
Two sole survivors were found under the straw bale.
It was one of the cats.
They have hung out down by the coop and pen everyday. At first we were worried they might try to go over the fence, but all they ever did was lay there and observe. My big cat seemed to get quite a kick out of laying around watching the chickens.
As the chickens have gotten quite big and the cats never seemed interested in trying to get into the pen, I had pretty much gotten over worrying about it.
However, yesterday while Meg and I were over at the other place doing chores, one of them somehow managed to push the bottom of the chicken wire away from the bottom board. The wire was stapled to the board, so all I can figure is that they have been working at finding a weak spot for some time and finally managed to get the wire loose.
Whoever it was, killed My Honey's 2 beautiful ducks and my 2 little Wyandotte's. We had picked these last few up a few weeks ago. Been meaning to post pics of them, just never got around to it.
Except for the two Megan found under the bale(one of the Australops and her favorite, Cheep) and the body of the one bird I found in the yard(Silver) of the birds are gone. Poof! No bodies, no feathers...Nothing.
Meg and I immediately started searching last night, but it was getting dark and I figured if anything they were bedded down somewhere...terrified.
I was up at the crack of dawn this morning, hoping that they would come out of hiding and be somewhere around the yard or in one of the neighbor's fields.
I drove around everyone's properties on the 4-wheeler and walked all through the neighborhood. If anything, I was at least hoping to find feathers or bodies or something...????
How can 15 pretty good sized chickens just disappear without a trace?
Not a body, not a feather...just GONE?????
We are all a pretty sad bunch around here today.
MH is livid. He was really fond of those ducks.
I have the cats locked in the garage, both for their own safety and in hopes that if the birds come out of hiding that they will wander back into the yard.
So far, no sign.
If they don't turn up before dark, I don't suspect they will last another night outside around here. Lots of coyotes and fox.
It was a pretty crappy day all around. My attempt at rednecking the irrigation did not work, we got yet another card in the mail from school about Megan's habitual tardiness to classes(besides the fact that her grades are shit) and MH had to go to Denver yesterday and some jack-hole whacked the side of his Suburban with something and put a huge dent in the fender. Random vandalism! Nice.
Oh and all of that on top of the fact that I have the worst head/chest cold I have had in forever. Meg has it too, just not as bad.
However, everything else pales in comparison to the loss of our beautiful little herd of chickens.
Gonna go look around the neighborhood again. I just keep hoping they turn up. Preferably alive, but geez-even finding some sign of them would help solve the mystery.