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After our hen count going from 24 or so to 11 in a matter of a week, and the remaining ones too terrified to go in the old on-ground portable coops, we started work on the new coop, and put out a raccoon trap. We caught 14-15 raccoons in three weeks, but of course there will be more (a wildlife rescue place not too far away legally takes, rehabilitates, and releases them on their private property so maybe we have an ongoing influx from there).
I don't think any coons will be able to breach this coop though.
Sadly, our big black rooster, who we called 'BBC' for short......
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....disappeared about a week after all this, and I had just been injured by him (there is a funny story there about what my daughter (who was the nurse on duty) told the ER doc (who didn’t know me or that I was her dad) about '
the next patient you're going to see is kind of odd, and wouldn't give the details, but just said he was injured by a big black cock...' - should'a seen the funny look on that ER doc's face as they were walking into the room to see me and she was just finishing that sentence - he got a good laugh when he realized she was pranking him (and me I guess)...

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Anyway, I didn't murder him in retaliation. Although his spur penetrated my patellar tendon and entered the joint space (very dangerous injury), I took a ton of antibiotics and it kept me from a septic joint, and I held no animosity - he was only trying to protect his hens. We think he was got by a bobcat, due to tracks we had seen and where he was in the woods nearby within 30 yards of those tracks.
Anyway, we got a new rooster from someone getting out of the chicken business, so hopefully now things will be better on the chicken-ranch.

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