Monday, February 18, 2013

Another one bites the dust...

That title may seem callous.  It may not convey the depth of our dismay.  
But it's true...

We've lost another chicken.  

But we honestly don't know how.  

Last Thursday night Ryan counted the chickens before closing up the coop for the night.  

1...2...3..4..5..6...7..8..........

Hmmm...

Not to be alarmed, Ryan recounted.  Eight again.  A spastic Red was missing.  

He looked around outside briefly before he had to leave.  No sign of the auburn fool....er, foul.  

Well...fast-forward to Saturday.  I noticed an abnormal number of auburn feathers on the east side of our house.  The setting was sinister.  Surely this was the scene of the crime.  But besides the feathers, no other evidence has been found.  (This was like CSI: Sutter).  

We have our suspicions...and surprisingly they don't include our dog.  
My guess is a hawk because we believe it happened during the day and I don't think a coyote or fox would have ventured so close to the house where the fearsome Casey was posted nearby.  

Anyone else have ideas about a possible cunning daytime predator?  




  

4 comments:

Rochelle said...

So sad!!

And yet... you always find a good way to humor it up. CSI Sutter. LOL!

I agree a coyote or fox is pretty unlikely under the circumstances. Possums could but not so much in the daytime.... Humph. I give up. So sorry your chicken bit the dust. :(

Unknown said...

You're not all that far from the river, would an eagle attack a live chicken? I don't know--just a thought. So sorry tho'--Grandma A.

luann said...

In the city (and I use that term facetiously), our fear for our feline is the constant presence of a pair of owls. They supposedly can lift up to 20 pounds. Saw one streak past my bedroom window in the moonlight as though headed for prey. Here's hoping it was a swift demise, for your chicken, that is!

Keeping Calm to Carry On said...

I have always loved your outlook on life. You bring grace, humor, and encouragement to every situation! I love that about you!

This is beginning to seem a bit more like the game of CLUE rather than CSI though... On that note, your proposition of the hawk with the swooping and sharp beak beside is the house is accepted, Detective Wood. Good work!