…on a chicken hunt…
One of the nasty little rat dogs from next door got loose and chased Sam, my little white cockerel, into the hedge. He’s usually easy to spot because of his color, so I reckon he’s crawled deep under some bush and gone to ground. If we don’t find him before roosting time, Mr Fox is likely to overnight.
They hunker down and go silent. I’ve been on a scared chicken hunt or two.
And I have to go to an event in town later. I’ll give you an update, but it’s likely to be late.
UPDATE: GOT HIM! Not sure where he was, but I found him walking up the drive headed to his own bed for the night. I wanted to pick him up, but he’s a little too freaked.
April 9, 2026 — 4:37 pm
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