I remember when I was a little girl and as a family we got given some chickens! Imagine my excitement as a out doorsey little four year old.
Dad made a pen out of chicken wire and wood and they had a little house to sleep in at night. They even survived the great storm! They were mighty little chickens and we loved them!!
One morning however, we woke to find a hole had been dug under the pen and there were no chickens :( only feathers! Lots and lots of feathers. I remember my Dad telling me that they had dug the hole themselves and gone on an adventure.They had left some of their feathers so their load wouldn't be quite so heavy and maybe in the future they might come back and tell us all about their adventures.
Life was good for a while, until............. my brother told me about FOXES!!!!!!!