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 ......