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A mysterious tapping at the doggie door has me chickening out

There's a mysterious tapping at the doggie door, and I'm officially chickening out. Something is out there, scratching and bumping in the dark, and my imagination is running faster than a hen dodging the dinner pot. Is it a raccoon? A possum? Or could it be fowl play among the flock? My feathered friends have been acting egg-stra strange lately, Honey's gone quiet, and the older hens have been giving the new chicks the side-eye. If you've ever felt a chill creep up your spine while walking to the coop at dusk, you know the feeling. For more on suspicious chicken behavior, check out our piece on when your new chick loses her head.