We started with a flock of 13 chickens.
Today, we have a grand total of 12.
Apparently, last night an owl got hungry and raided our pin.
How do we know it was an owl, you ask?
Because I googled it.
I google everything!
Apparnetly, chicken predators have particular ways in which they make their kill. What we found this morning was every bit of a textbook owl attack. And with all of the owl hooting we hear everynight, I don’t doubt it for a second.
RIP little white hen #6.
I won’t get into details on what we found, but if your curious you can google it as I did.
A little note for our chicken killer –
Dear Owl that feasted on our chicken,
Next time you get hungry, could you please aim for the big black rooster in the pin? He’s kind of a jerk and deserves to be eatten.