I found one of our feral momma cats out in the shelterbelt trees the other morning, dead as a doornail, no clue what killed her. Thank God it wasn't the mama with the 5-week old kittens. I thought it was, at first, and I panicked because I have no way of raising kittens, but fortunately it wasn't Sissy, it was her daughter, Dasher. So the kittens still have a mommy, but I wish I knew what got Dasher. Poor Jasper (the Pyr) is only one dog, and he can't be everywhere at once, I guess, and we're going to start losing things here and there without Kiara as his backup. She was old and couldn't run very fast, but her very presence kept the "bad guys" out of her immediate vicinity. And if she sensed something wrong, she'd call Jasper and tell him where to go to find the bad guy, and off he went. He's kind of lost without her. We only have about 15 acres, which one dog should be able to cover adequately, but there are so many trees, shrubs, hedges, and brush everywhere it's hard to SEE everywhere. And the bad guys know how to sneak in using that cover to their advantage. I think we're going to have to try and see about getting him another partner. I'd let our hairy dog, Missy, go out and help, but she likes to chase chickens, so that won't work.
Well, shoot, I've done another farm report, haven't I? LOL! Well, it's what I do, so it's what I talk about, I can't help it!