A sad day at Haltermanville

We stayed up late last night, so we slept in. No work place to go to, crappy weather..a great day to sleep in....or so we thought!....

We got up at the same time and I go to the sink to make coffee...no water...
about that same time Bill was looking out of the back foor and saw Sally (dog) eating what looked like one of our chickens. Bill ran outside and, sure enough, two of them were gone and there were feathers everywhere.. :-(. There is no way she could have gotten to them unless they flew into her pen during the night! We both yelled at her and then went to fix the well.

The well was not a big problem (thank goodness), just the pipe had come lose from the top of the pump. So that took an hour or so.

Then we decided we have to put a top on the chicken pen...not a small undertaking, believe me!
Bill ran into Salem and got chicken wire (how appropriate). When he got back home we went to work, it started raining (again)...oh, joy! ....

Injuries incurred: Bill conked head on boards on top of chicken fence
Bill slammed thumb with hammer and uttered profanities
Sheila got hair caught in chicken wire strung across boards
Sheila got glove hung up in wire while trying to tie it down

So, it is now 5:00, getting darker and foggier by the minute and I happend to look towards the back of our trailer because something caught my eye...and low and behold.................

CHICKEN UPDATE......there was one of the chickens that we thought had been eaten, just sitting there in the cold muddy yard looking at us, wanting back in the coop where it was safe!
Well, this made us feel a LITTLE better, knowing that one escaped. Must have flown out, which was why we put the top on the chicken coop. Anyhoo, I chased the chicken back into the pen...it looked like the roadrunner, it 's little legs were really going crazy...lol.

And that concluded my report.....
Oh, one more thing........we had to call our moms and give them an updated chicken report..........I know.......we are nuts!....

Anyway, not even a fox (and we did see one passing by today), nor a coon nor dark of night..no wait, that's the postman.....anyway, chicken coop could survive a nuclear war....