My girls are a be tempremental, consqeuantly I don't usually go and lock them up until it is fully dark (at about 6:30pm at the moment).
Last night I got distracted, and completely forgot. I was just off to bed when I heard a scuffle and a squawk, so I ran out as quick as I could find a pair of shoes.
I saw my Marans running around on the wrong side of the fence, but she wouldn't come any where near me; I then found my white chicken lying on the gorund. She was still alive, but very shocked. I brought her into the house, and saw that she had lot a lot of feathers from her neck, and had a couple of puncture wounds, so I sluiced them with peroxide, and put her in a cat carrier in the bathroom.
I then heard another squawking, so I ran back outside, and saw my marans on the wrong side of the water course, and I saw something slink off - it looked like a cat, so I think it was probably another beech marten. So I ended up flat on my belly, one hand hanging onto the fence whilst trying to reach down a three foot drop for my chicken - in the middle of the road when it was chucking it down. As soon as I got hold of her, she set up such a squawking, I actually had to hold her beak shut!
Anyway I got her into the house, and although she has lot a lot of feathers from her back, near her tail, the skin wasn't broken, and she is also in a(nother) cat carrier in the bathroom.
Of my third chicken there was no sign
So, it just goes to show... you must always, always lock up your chickens every night, becasue if you don't it just tempts fate. This time (and this is the first time I haven't locked them up since they started to sleep in the coop - normally they were up a tree) fate came calling.
I checked on my two rescued hens this morning, and although the Marans looked perky enough, I don't think my white one will survive. She was comfortable enough this morning, but very, very subdued. There was no sign of infection, but I think the shock might have been too much.