There was quite a stir when I went to the hen house the oher day  all the chicks and the cowardly rooster named Earle were all up on the rafters  and  there were  2 dead chickens  laying oin the barn  floor.I looked everywhere and  couldn't  find anything out of the ordinary .So I took the dead chickens  and  thought maybe  because it had been so cold .I went out  to feed the chicks  a snack at mid day two more  dead.Now I was  hot mad and  was determined to find out what  was  killing my chickens .Soooo I got my 22  rifle and a pocket full of bullets and sat  in the hen house for a good hour.Finally just as I was ready to leave there  he was  the ugliest little weasel you ever saw. I aimed my gun  missed.Then the weasel started coming towards me and the chickens  I struggled to get a second bullet in the  gun I was shaking so hard  I couldn't do it  !! what seemed like an hour was actually a minute  I got the bullet in  and I fired I knicked him,  he spun around  and left as  fast as he could.  I was very shaken by the whole experience as I really don't like to kill anything.I called my brother  and said " Jim do you think he will be back ..He replied  " Would you ? "  haha

Be careful of the weasel  he is a sneaky little  good for nothing varmit. That's the latest from  the farm except that we are in love ...to  be  cont ......