The next morning I woke to Fluffy Feet, safely roosting on the settee. Made me very happy, she has always had privileges.
A rescue by Tom and Karen, who found 2 chickens in a camping site they camped in. Her sister ( black but miniatures compared to the other hens) was a victim. They lived here for 5 years.
My adjustment is I have to keep the surviving hens in their house. No more following me to the gardens or checking the entire cabin out or cleaning crumbs up from under the table.
Domestic big dogs have broken out of their properties, either through ill health of one dog owner (2 dogs) and new comers with 2 large dogs. They escaped their enclosure and were seen 1 k from here.
I suspect a pack got their dinner here.
