I went to Tractor Supply to get chicken feed today and when I got home around 1:00, Pam was standing in the front yard with a .22 rifle and crying. She had heard a recus outside and she went out on the back deck. Two dogs were inside our chicken pen. She ran into the house and got the rifle. Two dogs were inside the pen, which she shot, and a third headed for the woods. They had killed 7 of her 11 hens. They had dug in from under the coop, which is built on the outside of my old dog pen. I'm glad she wasn't that mad at me. I'd be dead.