Was minding my own business t'other day when all of a sudden the love of my life went bat $hit crazy in the dining room. There was yelling as she clattered her way out the French doors with the volume increasing over the duration. All kinds of foul language fading into the distance. Quick like, I run to her aid. Low and behold, she's chasing a couple 'yotes loping just ahead of her with the chickens spilling off the porch, cheering her onward. Upon her breathless return and the offending song dog's departure over the western horizon, seems that the two marauders we a mere 6-7 paces off the porch when she spotted 'em with missile lock on her girls. The alpha female must have a litter of pups hereabouts as the pack has been happily munching the resident rodents under her guidance. May have to go have a talk with 'em to keep the peace with her counterpart....