When she goes down at night, she may see a possum or racoon around the barn or coop area scavenging for spilled chicken feed where the guineas sling it out, or the chickens got overly aggressive scratching in the run. Every now and then she will even see an armadillo in the area. They will all try and steal a fowl if they can. No problem, there are solutions.
After dark, it's common to hear the various coyote packs yipping at each other. Country Music so to speak. Tonight, as the yotes were singing to one another, she heard a single long howl from a wolf. The coyotes all shut up. Done. Guess a Wolf Howl Trumps a Coyote Pack.
