We came home after being gone only a couple of hours yesterday, had lunch, relaxed a little, then went down to move more rocks around.
After we were almost done I suddenly noticed the rooster.
With no tail.
"What happened to that rooster's tail?" I asked Michael.
"I don't know!" he replied incredulously.
If you remember, the rooster has been kept separate from the girls to allow them to regrow feathers. So during the day he wanders free range while they are in the chicken yard. At night they are shut into the coop and he is let into the yard.
We began looking for clues. If there is missing feathers, you will likely find them somewhere! Here is the trail...
Whatever it was, he put up quite a fight!
Poor guy!
He's back inside the pen with the hens now. I don't want to lose him. I found NO tracks whatsoever. Only feathers. They are gone from his back, his tail, and his haunches.
What do you think; those hawks getting hungry enough to go for this tough, big rooster? Or the other neighbor and his evil pack of hunting dogs?
Faith
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