Bad news from the Chicken ranch

It’s official.
It’s confirmed.
The bodies, er, the remains of my three missing chickens have been discovered.

The culprit is unknown. Possibly a bobcat, maybe even a housecat. Who knows. But whatever it is has carried the chickens off to hide out while eating them. Unlike the coyote who was planning on chowing down right in the open pasture. I don’t know if we’ll ever find out.

I’m brokenhearted about my hens. I fear one of them was my good pal Freedom.

All the others are penned up safely and accounted for.

Disgruntled, but penned up and accounted for.

I’m brokenhearted.


  1. Donna H. says:

    Oh Angel, I am broken-hearted for you! I’m particularly sad that one of the casualties may be your beloved Freedom. I suspect we will have to accept this as part of the “Plan” of life, but I know it is difficult to understand. I am, however, pleased to hear that you are going to take another go at some more baby chicks! You are such a good “mama” to your furry friends, your little students at school, and most importantly, your beloved Emma Kate! Kisses and hugs to all at the Chicken Ranch! Until next time …Donna H.


    1. Angel says:

      Thank you so much. I know you’ve been right there with me during the raising of my chicks.


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