A local dog, not under its owners control, took 3. The bloody thing was a real pest. It used to escape from its garden and has come close to causing major road accidents. I grabbed it off the main road, well, main for here that is, its lovely white teeth missed me by an inch. It growled at children and went for dogs. The first time I met it was in my drawing room. It was right behind out sweet little Suzi, a blue Persian cat.
The next visit to us ended up with me having to take Alice hen to the vet to be put to sleep. A neighbour caught up with it and gave it a good kick in the ribs. It then let go of Alice. Whist I was at the vet, its owner appeared, having realized her dog was AWOL. I went down and being so angry I was ice cold, had polite words. I also got the Police involved, poultry come under the livestock legislation. She got a formal warning.
Our next encounter was when he attacked 2 more hens, killing both. They were happily enjoying their own front garden. It came up our back garden, around our home and into the front garden.
The final encounter was when it chased Peter and Tabitha, 2 small cats . I was in our bedroom, which faces the road. Peter came tearing across our window sill. As I got outside little Tabitha came running for her life. She was so scared she had wet herself. I went for dog which took off. Its owner wasn't too enchanted to be told that the next time her dog attacked any of our animals, she'd get it back in a black plastic sack. My fear was that it might attack Stephen. His stroke meant he cannot defend himself.
Somehow the message that her dog was dangerous, uncontrolled and causing havoc, just didn't sink in. "He's such a sweet dog." OK, to the family that might be true, but anyone else or any other animal was liable to be attacked. Another visit from the Police eventually got the message through. It horrified her to learn that legally I would be within my rights to shoot her dog. Since I don't possess a shot gun, or any other, that wouldn't happen, but I would be legally allowed to do it. For once it was good to know the Law was on my side. Anyway, she sold up and moved. I feel sorry for her next neighbours!
Loosing a hen to a badger I hate, but I can understand that the badger has to eat, especially if there are young in the sett. To loose them to a dangerous, uncontrolled and out of controlled dog is quite another.
Our animals meet a variety of other animals. Cats, friend's dogs, the odd rabbit etc, so are fairly laid back around other animals. Large birds overhead do alarm the hens though. Our girls are cheeky, forever up to mischief and have a life most hens dream of. Ours are pure breeds, but once everything gets sorted out in the garden, we might well get a few rescue hens too.