Well, it seems eggs are the least of my worries right now. I don't know what it is with everyone having dog problems but put me on the list. My heart is so heavy this morning...
Our dogs have full access to our crawl space under the house. Friday when I got home, I found out that Cedric (the rooster I want to keep) had wandered under into the crawl space. Who knows what happened but Julie decided that she wanted chicken dinner. Thank goodness DH was Johnny on the Spot and put both dogs in the house and retrieved Cedric. He was traumatized and missing some feathers but seemingly okay.
When I went out to lock them up, he wasn't on the roost and was all hunched up so I brought him in the house. Still couldn't find much wrong with him other than a little bit of blood on his back where the feathers had been ripped out but no punctures. Yesterday he ate a little and drank normally and this morning his appetite is back so I think he'll be okay.
Well, shortly after I had done chores this morning, I heard a noise and looked out to see Julie was attacking Stewie. I raced out there but I was too late to save him. So I've got a chicken eating dog to retrain, or I'm going to have to separate the chickens and the dogs which will be a huge undertaking. I guess the dogs are going to be in the house for a couple of days while I figure out what to do, meanwhile, I've already reserved a copy of the monks of new skete books at the library to see if there is additional info I can glean to help with Julie.