I built a terrible chicken coop. Truly awful, cobbled together out of whatever junk I could find in a hurry in the dark, as my wife had a pair of chickens foisted upon her on the way home that evening.

It was enclosed. The largest aperture was 20mm. Even enclosed on the floor.

Anyway. Anyone who keeps chickens already knows what I fucked up there.

2am. Almighty screaming from outdoors. A chicken has managed to squeeze its head through the grille, and into the mouth of a fox. Everything then rapidly devolved into a surprisingly large amount of blood, where I’ll just elide the details as they’re kinda grim.

Anyway, the bodies went in the pot the next day, and I now know why chicken wire is specifically called chicken wire.