We came home from school on Thursday to discover Mac, Noah's little dog, had killed all of our baby chickens. The latch on the gate to the chicken coop was loose, and it must have blown open during the day. We are all very sad, as this batch of chicks were so gentle and friendly and cute. Jonah lay sobbing with his dog, Lucy out back all afternoon, alternating between Mac and Noah to yell how much he hated them both.
The good news is, the five remaining grown hens are loving this weather so much they are all laying about twice a day. Amazing!
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That is so sad... Poor Mac...yes and poor chicks... at least you're getting some great eggs though!
Tell Jonah I'm so sorry about the chicks. I tried to talk to Mac about it later, but all he had to say was "It tasted like chicken..."
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