The Fox and the Hen

T HERE was once a little red hen that lived in a house by herself in the wood. And over the hill, in a hole in the rocks, lived a sly, crafty old fox.

Now this crafty old fellow of a fox lay awake nights, and prowled slyly about days, trying to think of how he should get the little red hen. He wanted to carry her home to boil for his supper.

But the wise little hen never left her house without locking the door and putting the key in her pocket; so the old fox watched and prowled and lay awake nights till he grew pale and thin, but he found no way to get the wise little red hen.....

..... now i wish our story ended the way this one does, but it does not. Just to clarify before we begin, our chickens are alive and well (all 17 of them). Unfortunately, our neighbors hens are not. It seems a fox broke into their coop last night and slaughtered 3 of 4 of their chickens. Waking up to this disaster is every chicken keepers nightmare. This is the risk we take. It makes me apprehensive. However, Todd built our chicken house using the plans they use for high security prisons. I hope our chickens live long and lay well!!