One morning late month I went to let my chickens out to find a not so fantastic Mr Fox had broken in through the roof of the coop and taken all of the chickens. I knew there was a fox around and had even seen it in my garden stalking the chickens the week before just after I had let them out. He soon disappeared on that occasion when I went outside. From that point on I was more careful. I had believed that by leaving the chickens in the run and making sure they were all in the house at night then they would be safe. Breaking in through the roof was unexpected. Although I didn’t make it too difficult for him. This was no mission impossible style extraction.
Roald Dahl wrote about the Fantastic Mr Fox however Fantastic wasn’t the term I was using to describe him that morning.
My name isn’t Boggis, Bunce or Bean (although Baker may fit the pattern) and I certainly don’t wish the fox any harm. He has a family to feed as well. I just don’t want him using my garden to supply his secret underground banquet.
It won’t be so easy for him next time.
Before I replace the chickens I will endeavour to make sure they are better protected.
At the moment the coop roof remains un-repaired. I have been looking at a new chicken house with a higher roof and at creating a larger enclosed run. The roof I had was a piece of coroline. It appears that the fox ripped pieces off until he could get in. So with this coop I will fit the same type of roofing but this time I will put a sheet of mesh underneath. This won’t stop the roof being damaged but will protect the chickens. This will do until I can get the new house for them.
So the fox waits for his next meal and as far as I know he is still waiting.