Well, we really don't consider ourselves a ranch....we farm a lot...and we have chickens...guess that makes us farmers and that is ok...we like farmers! We don't like visiting dogs...the kinds that exercise our chickens and try a bite or two of them...just to see if they are juicy and tender or dry and stringy. As you can see we had just that kind of murderous visitor last week...came home from picking the boys up...not a fowl in site...then three were spotted...then one more....then......THE EXERCISER happily greeted us....he wasn't ours...never had we laid eyes upon him....minutes later he needed the hands of God laid upon him... after we......lets just say he has been laid to rest. No hearse was involved, no embalming, no casket spray, but the family car was used...really it was the family feed pickup who respectfully carried him off to the Restful Haven Chicken chaser's family plot.
Rest in Peace Whitey the hen!
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