I was on my way off to Pete's Airgun Farm this morning with my dad for a bit of target shooting when I got a call from Charlotte, currently in Wales. She'd had a call from our next door neighbours - their eight-year-old heard a slight kerfuffle at about 6am which turned out to be foxes in our chicken run. By the time our neighbours got to the window, the foxes were already on their way out.
We've got
one of these chicken houses (scroll down for "the Caldicote" and that's what we've got) and we paved the garden before putting it down so that foxes couldn't dig underneath. It's taken them a year but they've found the one weak spot: the nest box.
The external door of the nest box is held on with two swivel fasteners, the idea being that this is easy access for egg collection. Unfortunately, the foxes have learned to open these bolts (and they were quite stiff!) Once they'd turned the fastener by 90
o, they were able to get the door out the way and into the hen house. The chooks had no chance.
All four decapitated, none of them taken away or eaten (although they had a nibble on Adela). It wouldn't have made any difference if we'd been in: it looks like it was a fairly instant job. I'm going to drop a line to Southmead Poultry and let them know that their fox-proof henhouse isn't urban-fox-proof.
It's illegal to shoot a fox with an air rifle, but 'kin hell, it's
seriously tempting right now.