Thank you so much for your kind and thoughtful response..
Ah, the chickens. I have never seen one actually taken but they have all disappeared. We have a lot of aerial predators, foxes, and I don't know what else. I know my three babies this year were eaten by a fox because I saw it hanging around in the morning and had to chase it away.

Two were senselessly killed and left by stray hunting dogs, and, of course, if you read the first chick story which I will try to translate to a steemit post someday, you will know that the Buff moved to New York City to make power costumes for the rich and famous.
The chicks from last year never went in the coop except to eat so they found various places to sleep all over the place. We had a very aggressive rooster at the time and I had to keep them separate.
When he "disappeared" those chickens still wouldn't go in the coop. Lee is the last of that group and now she is stuck in the coop and a small run because a different dog came up here and attacked her. She lost a lot of feathers so I am not going to let her out until this fall.

Cali was my replacement when all the boys went off to live their own lives. The runt of the litter with an improper coat, lost her leg when she ran into the tire of a truck, she still made it to 14. In many ways it felt like losing one of my children. Yeah I cried a lot writing that part. It hurt so much I will never get another one.

How did you manage to try again after the first and then the second?