Thanks, everybody. I am really sad. Not freaking out upset, but just down. Stink was a great little hen - she would come when called, fly up on my lap to have a front row seat for treats... just a neat little chicken.
I really really want to be angry at the dogs, but I know it is nobody's fault but my own. Yesterday Stink had flown out of my backyard and was on the wrong side of the garden fence. I was on my way to work so I called her and put her back in the yard - thinking today I would need to clip their wings.
The dogs are in the big yard, the chickens are in my little privacy fenced backyard (a yard within a yard). Rio is fabulous with them when I am outside, or even if he is alone with them in their yard (as in - if I forget something and step back inside for it, he is never alone for long time)... the psycho BO even attacks him and follows him to do it! (of course SHE couldn't be hawk bait)
but I am not so naive as to think he didn't lend a helping hand. I just am not having much chicken luck lately - poor Pat and her bloody head (they got her again this morning so I guess I'll just have to put a lamp on her at night and leave her by herself, now that Stink is gone) , the Buff Orp lost to the hawk, and now sweet Stink.
Had my doctor appt and no problems on the MRI for my knee except arthritis. We're looking at some injections as a possibility but it depends on how much my insurance pays - I'd rather just deal with the pain than put anymore $ towards this knee if there isn't something serious wrong with it.
Thanks, Aggie - Buford is the sweetest dog ever.
Guess I need to go round up chickens and trim wings. *sigh*
I just want to give sweet old Buford a big hug!
