Emmy got chickens.
But one got out through a hole in the wire. I guess no one checked for escape routes. They tired to catch her with but were not successful. I told them we could catch her with the dog, but they did not want to try that. When they all left, the dog caught her, but the hen did not survive the catching. it was the little black one in the middle of the picture here.
Grandpa and Emmy buried her down in the field. I am thinking the dog went along to see what they were doing, so the chicken may be back up here before long.
Emmy was upset, but I told her we would tell Aunt Patsy that one chicken was defective and died and we needed a replacement. We can pick it up when we take Sam's cage back. We can use Clayton's cage to haul the replacement back. Other than that, they are doing fine. One is already on the nest, trying to lay, if the kids will leave her along.