Those of you who may have been following my blog for a while may remember the day We got a Harley.
Then we had the "incident" with the goat kids (all my fault, BTW).
Later there was the conversation with the neighbors when we found out that Harley had more than likely killed one of their Polish Crested roosters. And the mysterious deaths of two of Christine's Silkies earlier this summer.
And some not-expected venison on the dinner plate.
We haven't had a single chicken "incident" in a few months and Harley has been sticking around the house like a good dog.
Until earlier this week. Another dead hen and the rooster was missing for a day. I found the rooster, pretty chewed up & missing tail feathers, but alive. The rooster is now recooperating in the small kidding pen; I think he'll make it.
I've been putting it off for too long and I guess this really was the last straw. Kidding season is just around the corner and I cannot have him chewing on any more livestock. I called a local large dog sanctuary, the Humane Society and put an ad in the local paper. And today I met Harely's new owner.
She's on five acres in the country, down a dirt road away from any busy streets, and has no livestock for Harley to chase / chew on. She has a beagle mutt (just like Moonshine!) and no children at home. She lost her German Shepherd of 14 years a few years ago and hasn't been able to look for another companion until recently. And she saw my ad in the paper and called me.
Harley, I'm going to miss you. And I'm sorry that we couldn't provide an adequate home for you. But I truly hope that you will love your new owner and home.....even more than you did us.
PS - as I don't like to end on a "bummer" note, I'd like to mention the funny/ironic tidbit that I just yesterday bought a 50 pound bag of dog food. Of course. At least I won't have to buy dog food for Moonshine.....for like a year. Ugh.