Poor Honey

Yesterday I told you about our little bantam Feather Brown who is sick and is living in a cardboard box in our laundry. She can barely walk now and we don't think she has much longer to live.

In contrast, Honey, our other bird has always been strong, active and healthy ... that is, until this afternoon.

My husband has left his old job and is at home now helping me get our house ready to sell. He spent most of the day gardening but came indoors for a quick cuppa this afternoon. While he was inside we heard a squawk and raced outdoors to find that two bull terriers had mauled Honey to death. It took less than a minute.

We are devastated.

We have high fences all around our property but the dogs entered our backyard through our open garage door. It is illegal around here to let dogs roam the streets. What if a baby or toddler had been left outside alone?

My husband is pretty sure he knows who owns these animals as he has seen them before. I rang the local council and they will contact the owners.

The council told us to take photos of the poor little chook, then we buried her in the garden.

Rest in peace, sweet little bird.

Kate xxx