However, one of the three left the coop door open and needed to be taught a lesson. After I told them what I had found, Katherine was simply convinced that they had to be someplace close by. I told her with the raccoons, fox and dogs, the chickens probably weren't coming back.
Undeterred, she pulled on her boots and went looking. I was amazed when she found five of the six. We found evidence that one had been eaten. They are all missing quite a few feathers and looked a little frazzled (well, chickens always look frazzled to me) but they are home now.
I was so thankful that we found the five. It would have been really sad to lose all six, but I think having the scare and losing one of the chickens was a good lesson for them. I was also glad that Katherine had the tenacity to keep looking. I am often guilty of giving up too easily.