5.30 this morning I woke up, and I heard the most terrible noises. I jumped out of the bedroom window, but I was to late, our chicken mum was already dead. I saw the fox holding her in his mouth. I really hate this fox. All five chicks where missing. I had to go out several times to protect the remaining two hen, because the fox kept returning. Then I heard a pip pip pip, and a little black chick returned, and then on more. Now four of them came back, I don't know if number five will come back to. They are two weeks old, and maybe big enough to survive without their mum.