Life with animals is strange. How curious that Simon, who has a story of his own, should come to figure so prominently in this one. The fox had Fran in his mouth, and judging from the bit marks on her neck, was about to kill her when Simon came charging towards him, causing the fox to drop her and run. Simon left his hay feeder when he saw Fran and the other chickens out taking a walk and he came over to follow them around the pasture. He is keeping a vigilant eye out for the fox, who hasn’t been seen since Sunday. Good luck to him. May he get somebody else’s chickens, or even better, some rabbits.