Doesn't he look ferocious? Anyway, he's been known to kill chickens when he was younger. In fact, he's killed 15 in one quick romp. But, he's been really good with the chickens lately, as in half a year good. He doesn't even look at them twice now. I know, I know, dogs will be dogs. I wouldn't put it past him. In fact, I scolded him about the dead chickens and then started tying him up whenever we aren't home. And this is where it becomes a mystery.
This is Coffee, the Chicken. We call her Coffee because she coughs all the time. She's not sick, she still lays eggs, and no other chickens have the coughs. She just does. So we don't think it's because she is sick. I figure she has something in her throat. Anyway, she comes and eats and drinks out of Jack's dishes. He doesn't mind.
Most of the days, Coffee actually stays with Jack. Just hanging out.
So that's why we were wondering if it was actually him that killed the seven chickens. Will the mystery ever be solved???????
So until next time,
Small Farm Girl, detective.....
P.S. I'm trying new things on the blog so please excuse the mess right now.