Over a year and a half ago my flock was hit with repeated raccoon attacks resulting in multiple homicides. The crime scenes continued to grow in frequency and brutality until I was reduced to less than half the flock I once enjoyed. Then one night I awoke with a funny feeling in my chest, I…
Trees had over-taken my otherwise plush yard, leaving lovely shaded patterns all about, feeding underneath them was a herd of deer. As they peacefully munched the young foliage my chickens pecked among them, eagerly pursuing fresh tidbits of their own. Suddenly a large dog runs in, scattering the flock, frightening the deer and attacking Randy,…
The Wicked Chicken 