I lost my last peeper to a fox on Sunday. I was hoping she was just in hiding, but she never showed up to put herself to bed with the others so I know he got her.
He tried to get several of my adult hens too, but only got a mouthful of feathers from one and I scared him off after his second try. Beautiful, healthy dog fox but I don't want him eating my chickens, dammit!
When Keegan's out patrolling the fox won't come around, but he was in the house with me during the first attack. I made him stay outside the rest of the day after that and didn't see the fox again.
I'll be getting more peepers in the spring, but I'm very sad to have lost this last one. I lost her mother to the same fox and her sister to a black rat snake when they were very small, so she was the last of her line.
I know it sounds stupid to be sad over the loss of animals I plan to use for food, but I do get attached to these silly birds.