Thursday, August 18, 2005

Dog Kills Chicken

We are down to 2 chickens now. While we were out for the day Blue, a dog we were watching for my mother-in-law, killed Babs, our golden sex-link hen. Our dog, Max, became more aggressive towards the chickens when Blue came over. Blue used to live with us, but that is a long story, involving a large amount of dog poo on our living room carpet. Anyway, Max was always causing trouble that Blue got blamed for. We finally realized that, for example, Blue didn't get the loaf of bread off the counter, Max did - Blue just ate it and got caught. Same with the chicken. Max chases chicken, Blue thinks its a game, Blue catches chicken, dead chicken.

We've apparently dealt with death pretty successfully with our children. We never hide death from them. We explain it simply, saying "they won't be around any more, they went to live with Jesus with (insert list of all people and animals they know are dead). After two dead fish, a dead cartoon dinosaur, the passing of my mother and my wife's grandmother, my three year-old's only reaction when saying goodbye to Babs was "Blue! Don't kill chickens!"