My sister-in-law, Melissa, called one morning and said that all of their chickens were dead. Her daughter, Allie goes out to feed the chickens every morning, but this particular morning, the door to their chicken coop was frozen shut. When Melissa went out to open it, she saw that all of the chickens had been killed and there was a strange animal on one of the shelves.
Her husband, Steve, had already left for work so Matthew went over with his shotgun and killed the animal.
Turns out, it's called a fisher and they are very mean animals, just killing chickens and small animals mostly for sport. They don't actually eat the animals. Our neighbor across the ravine saw one of these fishers on her back porch one day and called her husband at work to tell him. He ended up instructing her on how to shoot their shotgun and she shot it right off the back porch using a shotgun for the first time ever!
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