The Chicken Massacre

We had a pretty bad chicken experience last week.  We had let our chickens out to roam and graze, which we do all the time.  If Kade is around with his dog we put them back because his dog likes to eat chickens, but we've never had to worry about Kenny's dogs.  Well this particular time Kenny's dog must have come over to eat some of Morgan's dog food, and found the chickens out.  They had a hay day with those poor birds.  They ended up killing 13 of our 7 chickens.  The boys weren't as sad as I thought they'd be, but they were still a little shook up.  The saddest was poor little Stihl went and found HIS chicken, Cock-a-doodle-do.  It was dead in the arena when he found it.  He grabbed it by the legs and carried it over to us and with the saddest little voice said "I found Cock-a-doodle-do".  It was so little heart breaking!  Then he found his other white chicken, Pecker, dead also.  Dodger was ready to fight the dogs, but after we talked to them and discussed how that's just the way of life and the food chain when it comes to animals.  I think they understood ok and we already  have new chickens to replace these ones.