Bye Bye Birdie(s)

We had a little excitement last Friday.  As I was upstairs in the bathroom Friday morning about 8am, I heard the chickens making a fuss outside.  I should have gone straight down to see what was going on, but it was probably another five minutes before I came downstairs.  As I stepped off of the bottom step, I looked out the front windows and saw a large coyote standing in the front yard.  I threw open the front door and chased him away, but not before the damage was done.  It took us most of the day to find all the hens, but we lost three for sure, maybe four (she is still to be found).  The remaining four hens are pretty traumatized, and mostly won't leave the hen house.  They have been incredibly quiet the past week.  Poor girls.  We are sad to see them as coyote breakfast, we really loved those chickens.