A varmit done ate my daddy’s prize chickens. Ate ’em all but the feet.
Can’t say as I blame them. chicken feet are unapppealing and probably ain’t good eating even double battered and fried.
Using the scant clues available, Dad’s deduced that the most likely culprit is a weasle. Except that nobody’s ever seen a weasle in these parts before.
Family Farm & Garden sold him some traps, so I’ll update the site about the success of the Great Weasel Hunt of ’15 it should be one for the record books.
*More than 7 weasels is a Boggle.