So i haven't blogged for a while, but now I am. Something really BAD! happened and I will tell you the story. So we are about to leave to go to Wisconsin and we close the chickens up. We are like, "They will be fine." So we left for our trip had a really good time but when we got home everything changed..... We went outside to check on the chickens and the door was open on the chicken coop. We saw the chickens in the garden. I counted 1... 2... 3... chickens, but where is Esther?!
I look in the woods. I can't find her so I look around one side of the yard and then I was going to check the other side when my neighbor Tate came over. He ran over and asked me if I wanted to play baseball. I said not right now because I am trying to find Esther. So he came with me to the other side and then this is where the really bad part happens. Tate is like, "What is that in the grass?" We walk over and we see..... feathers for Esther. We keep walking... more feathers... more feathers... and then at the end of the trail was a dead chicken.
R.I.P. Esther. Sad Chicken Man out. Peace.
