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Damn Foxes

July 28, 2012

My beloved chickens were killed by a fox. The cage was torn open, bits of chicken everywhere, the gates etc to the yard were closed so the neighbours dog didn’t get in. Bugger.

My chickens would roam the streets during the day, visiting the neighbours yards in search of bugs, they took on the pack of crows that frequent our neighbourhood (and won), they would come running whenever you called them. And the kids loved having them to pet and also to collect the eggs. And their eggs were amazing, bright yellow yolks and they tasted so much better than even free range eggs from the shops.

Damn foxes.

My son dried his tears, looked up at me and said matter-of-factly “well now we can get the dog I’ve always wanted”… ah yeah so not happening son.

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