This past spring we decided to get some chicks from our local farm supply store and try and raise them. I have never had chickens seeing as I grew up on the backside of a golf course. So I had always thought it would be fun to raise them. The kids picked and named them and so we were on our way to raising chickens. Friends of ours also decided to get chicks with the intention of bring them to the farm after they were too big to keep inside. By the time everyone had brought their chickens out we had roughly 26. At the same time our 2 sister cats had their kittens (Sage is holding one in the picture below) which made 10 new kitties combined. The even mothered them together. It was a great experience for all of us.
Meanwhile the chickens had all been moved into their 'new' chicken coop (a remade dog kennel). The fence surrounding the coop is about 8'tall so we were sure they were safe. Shortly after the kittens were born we lost a handful of chickens to a raccoon. Sad but OK, that's life on the farm. Rock checked out all of the chicken wire and made sure they were safe. No more raccoons. A few days later we discovered 'parts' that obviously belonged to a bird of some kind. After counting the chickens we discovered they were chicken 'parts'. Yikes!!
Bella was climbing that 8' fence, catching a chicken, hauling it over the fence and them preparing it for her kitties to eat. Disgusting but admirable for a new mom. We finally got that stopped but by this time we were down to 6 chickens. Later in the summer we lost one to a
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