Yesterday I was right on the money when I said there was a
fox by the chicken run. When the sun
rose, I went down to open up the chicken run and low and behold there were
feathers everywhere. Spot must have interrupted him and of course my trip down
to make sure everything was good, sent him on his way. He got away with one
bird. I guess he’s hungry now that it’s winter too. Well I have battened down the
fort good and solid last night and I know the girls will be safe. They won’t be able to go about as they
please for a while, nor have the freedom they are used to, but it’s for their
own good. This mother hen knows.
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