Dog Drama

We didn't really have anything against dogs until we moved to Taylor. Apparently, many people here think it is perfectly fine to just let there pet dogs roam. We've lost a dozen chickens to the neighborhood dogs, and have had tools, tires and toys repeatedly marked. It's extremely annoying! Yesterday, Jason was home for lunch. He was talking on the phone with work, and as I brought him his sandwich I looked out the window into the backyard. There was a big dog, in the process of jumping into the chicken coupe. Jason has let me know in the past, (when we are driving) that saying "Oh my gosh" is not as effective as just saying "Elk!" So when I saw what was happening in the backyard, I yelled, "Dog! Chickens! Gun!" He was out the door in a flash! Luckily, for all the animals involved, no one was eaten.......or shot. Now we have to have the awkward confrontation with the neighbors, who I'm sure will deny, deny, deny, that their dog would attempt such a thing. I love the example of Chuck Rothans, a sweet old man who passed away last year. He told me about catching a neighbor's dog in the act of pulverizing his poultry. He went and got his rifle, and let the dog finish the deed. Chuck watched the dog carry the prized chicken in it's mouth, back to his (the dog's) own home. POW! Chuck took out the dog, while the chicken was still in it's mouth, and all dropped on the porch of the dog owner! I guess that wouldn't leave any room for speculation as to the who, what, why and how.