I was standing talking to someone at the gate of my allotment when I noticed chooks on the plot. I made my excuses and said I had to go as I must have left the gate to the run open.
After herding the chooks and cockerels back into their run, I left for home.
On arriving the next day I found two large piles of brown hen feathers on the plot, no blood, no bones, no meat?
I can only assume that I must have missed one and Mr Fox had got her that evening.
Bang goes my idea of free ranging some of them!
After herding the chooks and cockerels back into their run, I left for home.
On arriving the next day I found two large piles of brown hen feathers on the plot, no blood, no bones, no meat?
I can only assume that I must have missed one and Mr Fox had got her that evening.
Bang goes my idea of free ranging some of them!
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