Friday?
Oh, it's not. Darn.
Ugh.
Woke up this morning to a whole lot of racket in the back yard. Ran out there to find a big grey german shepherd in the chicken run. It had dug a hole under the fence and was in there throwing the chickens around...feathers every where. I called the police, just a-screaming and told 'em to hurry and send animal control, gave 'em my address and then ran out there with a butcher knife, intending to kill the dog if I got the chance. As I ran out there it ran back under the fence out into our side yard, taking Puffy with him.
I was able to retrieve Puffy on the other side of the fence and saw the dog sitting two yards down the street. Animal control showed up quickly and got the owner of the dog to bring it out and put it in the truck. Apparently it had no proof of being registered with the city, no rabies tags and it's against city ordnance for it to be running at large.
So Jar Jar is gone, Puffy is going and I'll likely put her out of her misery in a minute and Benny Hen is going to be all alone...she's just missing some tail feathers.