My friend Mirjam lost her lovely Black Australorp, Matilda. First Mirjam thought it was a coyote and her cubs, then perhaps a bobcat. But the tracks were quite small so it was probably a fox. She was able to follow their trail and recreate the scene. She found only a few feathers so she guessed dear Matilda's death was quick.
She also lost her roo, Leo that day. Leo had been attacking men, primarily her husband, Dan, and also was de-feathering her hens while he deflowered them. He just left a wake of stress wherever he strutted. After much angst Mirjam agreed that Leo had to go. Dan saw to Leo's end humanely while Mirjam was at work.
These chickens are our friends. We take their deaths hard and are reminded that we are just hobbyists and not farmers.
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