At my previous location, I had picked up animals and did terrible due to owls and coyotes and forces of nature in general. When I moved, I wasn't going to reattempt and sold the animals I had left and just sucked up the monetary loss.
Then I went to the grocery store - read more labels - and more articles about the food we purchase.
I now wish I'd not settled for the "less land" that I thought I had wanted.
A few weeks ago, I began repurchasing chickens. I needed to build up my supplies. One for eggs, one for breeding, and one for food (sounds terrible, I know, but...)
Yesterday morning we put the dogs out in their areas and my youngest son's ankle biter (as I affectionately call her - all our others are big), managed to get loose and kill 18 chickens. I was in the shower, my kids were working on morning independent school studies.
I have 5 left.
I am devastated. My others won't touch the chickens. We now know this one will.
Tough lessen learned.
Rebuilding my start at rebuilding again next week.