And Then There Were 12.

And then there were 12... Yep, we lost another two-legged girl last week... To what? We have no clue. Hubby just went into the coop to make his usual morning check and lift the coop hatch for them to roam the run... and ol' Hester was just laying on the coop bottom not moving too much. And that is pretty much how she stayed all day long. We moved her into an isolated crate that evening for safe keeping and poor girl was gone the next morning. RIP Hester.

Tragedy.

We lost a soldier in the battle of hen vs. bird dog this week.... An unfortunate incident happened on Friday afternoon when our Pointer managed to escape from Hubby and took off after the hens. Hubby took off after her, but I am sad to say we lost one of our Aracaunas, Ruby Grace in the end. Poor little Henrietta, one of our Penedesencas was also injured in the incident. She was no where to be found afterward, but managed to slowly make it back to the coop a few hours later at sunset. And as of yesterday, Saturday, poor Henrietta is still moving slowly around, not clucking very much and resting in one of the hay-filled nesting boxes most of the day. She has lost a lot of feathers and seems to favor one of her legs. She isn't scratching very much when she is let out of the coop in the afternoons either. We are hopeful she will heal quick and be back to her chicken ways.

RIP Ruby Grace Wilson.

P.S. The Pointer is now affectionately referred to as "Col-Blooded Chicken Killer".