One moment I had four hens. The next I didn’t.
It was afternoon when I saw my little flock walking around my flower bed. Well I thought it was my flock of four. What I saw was only three. I just thought the other one was out of sight, but close by.
Marble didn’t show up when it came time to roost that evening.
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Marble is farthest left in this photo. I looked around for her. Eventually, close to the soybean field, I found her wing.
I’m keeping my last three hens inside today. Whatever ate Marble may return for another easy meal.
It’s hard raising pets that are tasty.
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