Early this morning at 1:30 a.m. another attack occurred on the chickens. I woke to the sound of a chicken screaming bloody murder. Yelling out the window and banging on the glass did not help. I hurried out of the house and I thought I could hear the poor chicken screaming as it was being led away. The sound was getting dimmer but I think that was because I was moving; not the chicken. I went out there and as soon as I turned the corner on the east side of the house the animal took off. I counted my chickens and all were accounted for so I went back to bed. In the morning I saw that it was Heckyl who was crying. She has a bald patch of skin showing on the back of her neck. I see her feathers all over the ground where the attacker dug a hole to get into the run from underneath. This attacker tried this before and that is why there is a cement bird bath next to the run. I had no choice but to move the run to firmer ground which is what I did after a very long and glorious day outside. Both Heckyl and her sister Jeckyl laid eggs today along with one of the Americaunas. No chickens were lost in the attack. I got three eggs today. Feathers will grow back. Today was a good day. More on my glorious day outside tomorrow!
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