Werewolf, probably
This is the bin I keep my chicken food in. It’s large and has clips on either end. Something has been raiding it for a week. Something big.
I didn’t think much of it at first. I assumed whateveritis would sample chicken pellets, go “ew” and leave them alone, but the bastard has developed a taste for them. Three days ago, it tore the lid off and left the bin open to the rain all night. I woke up to a brand new 20 kilo bag of layer’s pellets soaked into a foot-thick layer of disgusting slush.
So yesterday I hauled my old CCTV cameras and set them up. That sounds simple, doesn’t it? Let’s leave it at that.
Now we wait.
In Britain, it can really only be a fox or a badger. There just aren’t that many large mammals left here. It seems too strong for a fox, but not destructive enough for a badger. Suspense.
I remember now why I stopped using the CCTV: I feel compelled to stare at it all the time.
June 22, 2021 — 6:56 pm
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