fox2.jpgWell, it was bound to happen. Our first fox attack. She’s very very bold and comes right into the dooryard during the late afternoon to attack. So far, she’s got 1. We’ve chased her off three times and tonight I managed to get a shot at her—-found one little spot of blood but she ran off into the woods. I really really hate shooting her as I know she has kits to feed, but geez, I love my chickens and she can’t have them!  I wish I knew how to feed the fox something vegetarian…..  Of course, the neighbors must think I’m nuts — a middle-aged grammie running thru the door yard with a loaded gun yelling FOX!!! FOX!!!!  Tonight, I didn’t yell, I just grabbed the gun and stealthily creeped up near her on the rock wall thru the trees. She saw me and hid. I could see her head watching me when I got one shot off then she ran back in to the woods. *sigh*  I’ll have to go out again with the gun tomorrow night. This time with bug spray & a martini, both necessary while I wait for the little vixen.