Something just came in my garden and whisked away one of my chickens. We have four, sorry three now, and she was one of the more fun ones 'cos she used to make lovely little trilling noises. She was a good looking girl too who looked like she was wearing mascara! The kids are completely and totally upset and we spent about an hour calling for her in the woods at the back end of our garden. No luck. All my fault because I got over-confident having not seen anything in the garden that would eat them for months now. Now the weather's getting colder I guess there's less other stuff to eat so foxes and the like come searching for easy prey. Well I've learned my lesson unfortunately and the other three will not be going out unless I'm there too. So sad, but also a fact of life I suppose.