You are Vicky
Once again you are up before even the sun itself
Walking the farm land steadying yourself for the day to come
You pass the fluffy enclosure like always
(TAP! TAP!!!)
You look over to see one of the mares desperately beating their hooves against the enclosure door
“What’s wrong girl?”
“Fwuffy need owt ! Need sabe bebbies!!!”
“Woah! slow down .
What happened?”
According to the mare she awoke to the sound of babies chirping in distress when she went outside to find them she saw a monster carrying the babies outside the enclosure
You find very large and very strange footprints both inside and outside the enclosure
You get on the hand radio and tell Zoey to bring you your carbine
You instruct Zoey to stay and guard the fluffy enclosure
You ready your lever action 357 magnum and begin following the tracks
You are led to a pile of chirpy carcasses half eaten and strewn about like ribs or drumsticks.
The sight was ghastly some of the poor things were still clinging desperately to life . The only humane thing to do was end their suffering
It was truly a gut wrenching task
16 chirpies in total
There’s no way they all came from a single mare
You radio in and get a head count from zoey
“A total of 17 foals are unaccounted”
The tracks continued on past the property line leading into the wooded area across the road
You radio in and request a group of farm hands to accompany you into the wooded areas
The tracks just kept going and going with no end in sight
One of the farm hands radios in
“I found the 17th foal or at least what’s left of it.”