Today I woke up and saw what looked like a torn up plastic bag in the back yard.  I put my shoes on for a closer inspection.  Turned out to be white feathers!   A quick chicken count..1..2..3..4…..5…5….5…….Uht oh.  There should be 6.

Omeleto, Omeleto, where have you gone?
Morning is here and the new day is on!

Flowers and Feathers

I looked around a bit to see if perhaps little Omletto could be found.  It appears that whatever got her, took her over the fence and across the field. I didn’t find anything but a trail of feathers.  I followed the trail and didn’t find anything.

Trail of feathers

Omeleto, Omeleto you were here last night.
Nothing but feathers by the greenhouse in light.

I left you with the others but didn’t shut the lock.
Now you are gone and not left with the flock.

This is not the first time we have had a hen house attack, but it is the first time we actually lost a bird. 🙁