Re: chicken terror

 I used to have my chickens roost in tall trees, but they would be eaten by
raccoons, so I made a pen and locked them in each night.  Then every night
some were eaten in the pen.  It took me a while to figure out how the
raccoons were getting in.  I had merely overlapped the sections of wire
fencing for the roof.  When a raccoon got on a certain section of the roof,
it bent beneath the weight and opened a big space for the coon to climb
through.  After the coon left, the wire went back up so that no gap showed.
I fastened all the sections of roof together, and that solved that problem.

I did have one chicken that won a fight with a raccoon.  I had a White
Leghorn, reputedly a never-broody breed, that nested near my front door,
undetected by any of us.  The first  I knew of it was when I was awakened
by awful squawks.  I went out and gathered up the  baby chicks.  I could
still hear squawks coming from down the road, and assumed it was the hen
being killed.  After a while there was silence, and then, back along the
road came the mother hen who had chased off the raccoon and survived.

Diane Whitehead, Victoria, British Columbia, Canada
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