I was down to two chickens and two ducks in the fall. Something attached the duck, one was dead and the other lost a lot of blood ( may have been able to survive but I was affraid of rabies so I put it down.).
I came home one day and watched a big orange cat walking up the hill with one of my chickens.
I had the lone survivor for New Years dinner. Felt a bit bad since she didn't do anything wrong, but also felt bad leaving her out there all winter by herself.
Probably will not be getting more chickens for a while. Had lots of issues with Hawks and Eagles, and did not want to build a fully enclosed pen for them.