I received a phone call from the hubby about an hour ago.
A chocolate lab had gotten into my chicken coop.
15 out of 18 dead. And one other may not make it.
As a few of you know, I loved my chickens. I had begged the hubby for 3 years to let me get them. I started with the basics, Barred rocks and Black
Stars. Good layers and most were mild tempered. I also added 3 Polish. 1 rooster and 2 hens.
I had many amusing moments with that rooster, as he seemed to dislike my husband very much, and would go after him all the time. To the point I was
not allowed to bring my phone into the coup, for fear of something being posted on the web.
A few months ago, a very determined friend, found me what they thought were 3 Silkie females, because I wanted them so much. Turns out it was two
roosters and a hen, but they were so sweet and soft. They turned out to be more like pets.
We had had some meat birds too. Earlier, but they had already been butchered. I grew up on a farm. I have no problem killing animals for food.
But these weren't for meat. These were my egg hens, and entertainment roosters. And I am upset.
We didn't even know this neighbor had a chocolate lab, only the one his daughter has, down the road. Turns out he keeps this dog tied up. Because it
is a "Problem " dog. Yeah.
He is an old school farmer, and it didn't sound like much was going to happen with the dog. I really don't want it put down, but what can you do with
a dog like that? But that wouldn't do anything but hurt and confuse the dog. I had called the pound, so I don't know if they will ticket him or
They are great neighbors, and he wants to pay for the chickens. I do appreciate that.
But again, I'm angry. I'm sad.
I'm going to miss my chickens.
edit on 13-11-2015 by chiefsmom because: added picture