Another Sunday Bloody Sunday

I'm a light sleeper.

This morning in the wee hours after dawn I heard this noise. I couldn't place it and fell back to sleep for a second (I was dreaming I took a pregnancy test and not only was it positive, but it also told me I had diabetes. Weird!)

Finally, I came out of my slumber and padded out to the living room. I glanced out the front windows and saw movement. I squinted my eyes out towards the barn and coops and saw the animal. The same animal I had seen Friday in our backyard: A black and white, short-haired squatty dog.

I watched it quietly yip and run back and forth to the creek and back to the coop. Then I saw the second one, red and identical in shape to the first, INSIDE the chicken yard!

I ran and woke Sr. Sure enough, the red dog was trapped in the yard and coop. The B/W one ran off into the woods.

I'll stop the story and spare you the details of what happened next, but suffice to say ALL of my hens, my special third generation rooster, ducks, Cochin chicks and RABBITS are dead. All my careful tending down the drain. Chicks I hatched out and cared for gone. All our investment vanished. A food source stolen.

I am seeking the owners of these dogs. I have photographs.