One of my black hens, you can just see her behind the white cockerill, has disappeared. When I counted the number in their tree last night before locking their gate I was one short, so walked around underneath - very risky without an umbrella, to see which one and found that it was Sooty.
After searching the garden and the neighbouring fields I still couldn't find her, but neither did I see any feathers left behind. I don't think she can have been taken by a fox, so it must either have been a bird of prey, we have several in nearby woods, or unfortunately a two legged visitor, there have been a number of chicken thefts in the county recently. Sooty is now the 4th chicken that has 'disappeared' in the last few months and as you can imagine I am quite sad, they are my pets, very generous ones who provide lovely eggs, so it is a bit like losing your pet rabbit.
At least the weather should be good this weekend, so that will be a bit cheery, especially as T will be playing his first club game of the new rugby season on Sunday, so I can spend a couple of completely guilt free hours enjoying the sun.....woops I mean supporting my son.
Have a good weekend
p.s. sorry there are no breaks between paragraphs, they are showing up in the preview pane but are disappearing when I publish!
