Dana enjoyed going out every day to check on his chickens, feed them, and gather the eggs. Lo and behold, if one rainy cold night he didn't get the hen door completely shut. The next morning I saw the door wide open and ran outside, but it was too late. My dogs had killed all the hens except for our big rooster! I couldn't believe that none of the hens had gone into the pen where they would have been safe instead of walking out the open door. Talk about a bunch of bird brains! We miss our dear hens and the fat brown eggs they gave us. We already had a double yoked egg. They were such good layers. So this spring we shall have to start all over again. Meanwhile we are going to make our henhouse door a bit more secure.
To us a perfect Christmas is sharing family holiday times together!