Black the Rottweiler is a killer
Today I saw feathers all over my backyard, and upon further investigation, a big grown adult turkey sized dead chicken. My neighbors have chickens. I was aghast! He did not eat the chicken, but he killed it. Well, I guess he killed it. I did not see any blood on him and he did not confess. He never got close to the chicken while I was present.
I immediately rang my neighbor's doorbell. They have young children, and the children came to the door first, followed by Mother and Father. I asked the Mother, "Can you step outside for a moment so we can talk?" She said "Sure." Then her husband said "I was going to call you, looks like Black killed one of the chickens." He said it so calmly, right there in front of the children! ...
... I said, "Do the babies know already?" Everyone said "Yes." I was like, "Oh, okay, well, that's why I'm here. I just saw it, I found the chicken. I'm so sorry. How much do I owe you, let me pay, I'm so sorry." They said, "No, it's a chicken." The husband said, the chicken came in Black's yard, it was over for him." I said, "I'm so sorry!" ...
... I said, "Let me pay something, replace the chicken." The husband said, "Chicks cost about $4.00 each, don't even worry about it." I said, "This was not a chick, it was a big adult chicken." He said, "Yes, we've had it for a while, but it happens. Sometimes raccoons, or some other varmint gets them. It's okay." ...
... I asked the baby, "Did the chicken have a name?" She said, "It was either Mary or Jack." ...
... I said, "I'm so sorry. I just saw it all, found the chicken, and came over. I'm so sorry." The husband said, "I'll come over and get the chicken if you want me to?" I said, "Will you?! Oh, yes, please. I don't think I can pick it up." He said, "Sure, let me grab a garbage bag." I said, "I have garbage bags, and a shovel, yes, thank you so much!" ... 
He did come and get the chicken. He did not need a shovel, but I gave him my "Black the Rottweiler" gloves to put on and said throw them away after. He even offered to pick up the feathers! Of course I said no thank you to that! Whew! He got the chicken!
Black the Rottweiler is now a certified killer.

Destee
Today I saw feathers all over my backyard, and upon further investigation, a big grown adult turkey sized dead chicken. My neighbors have chickens. I was aghast! He did not eat the chicken, but he killed it. Well, I guess he killed it. I did not see any blood on him and he did not confess. He never got close to the chicken while I was present.
I immediately rang my neighbor's doorbell. They have young children, and the children came to the door first, followed by Mother and Father. I asked the Mother, "Can you step outside for a moment so we can talk?" She said "Sure." Then her husband said "I was going to call you, looks like Black killed one of the chickens." He said it so calmly, right there in front of the children! ...





He did come and get the chicken. He did not need a shovel, but I gave him my "Black the Rottweiler" gloves to put on and said throw them away after. He even offered to pick up the feathers! Of course I said no thank you to that! Whew! He got the chicken!
Black the Rottweiler is now a certified killer.

Destee