About three times a day, the dogs go bonkers and, as soon as they are let outside, they rush down to the creek. Sometimes they go charging down into it and come back wet and muddy. Sometimes they run up the side of it into the field. Sometimes they bark, sometimes they just race. Usually it’s because of a squirrel. But occasionally, it’s one of these guys. I’ve busted coyotes out in our yard several times. I yell at them to go away, and if the chickens are out, they just barely comply. I love them anyway.

The bobcat we don’t see so much. A neighbor says the bobcat had kits last summer for sure. So maybe we have more than one in the area. Again, I love them, even if they, too, take a chicken now and then.