Well the sly fox got Buttons today (Sussex Rooster), not heartbroken just peeved that we grew him to 27 weeks to feed the fox!

Things have been pretty quiet, the 4 have been getting along, the pecking order well defined.
So I let the 4 out this morning, and put the hen (Pips) in the pen that divides the front half. (5 eggs in her first week of laying)
Everything going well herding the roosters to the fenced compound area-Pips decides to fly over the divider-out of the barn and shakes her booty.
Well I was alpha rooster pulling roosters off her. ( 4 roosters and a pipsqueak hen not good)
Grabbed her and a trip back into the barn, the 4 roosters were up staging each other all over the place.
Now the call of nature happened for me, then all heck broke loose! Looking out the window from the throne, Max going ballistic trying to get out, and all the roosters running through the yard and Buttons was the last one with the fox right behind him.
So pants still around the ankles I'm letting the dog out and the way he goes chasing the fox and chicken!
Well haste was the first order in grabbing the gun, got outside, and still trying to do the pants up properly.
Well the 3 roosters are on the hill screaming blue murder and no sight of dog-fox-Buttons.
Then Max returned and decided to herd the 3, so 2 went into the fenced compound and the 3rd one took off up the road and over the fence.
I looked for 30 minutes and there was no sign of feather or fox. Get in the house not 5 minutes and Max is going crazy again, I'm in the coldroom, go running up look out, the 3 roosters are going ballistic and there is the fox trying to get into the compound. So back out again for 30 minutes playing hunter, then decided it's probably watching me-so I resigned.
Took me another 40 minutes to calm them roosters down and get them into the barn again.
The mrs arrived home and I told her the story and said I'm going to go play for a few hours. Needed some reflecting while detecting-1-cuff button was the award.
TGIF-not this one for sure.