Poor Sandy was attacked by a fox and died from her injuries. On hearing the commotion we immediately rushed out. It dropped her and ran. The fox was actually seen and - in the middle of the day! Rather than die in vain, we ate her ourselves. Work on fortifications begin tomorrow but, in future, free roaming chickens can't be quite so free. What a shame! She was the friendliest of the four and everybody's favourite. Now we're down to 3, egg production is much reduced.
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