The GGs arrived just as the sun was setting and Toby was feeding the chickens. He had discovered that one chicken was missing. The GGs decided that it was their mystery to solve. While Toby and I worked in the barn, the GGs went searching for the missing chicken. When I came out of the barn, it was dark, and the GGs were searching around the chicken tractor (coop) with a lantern. I hollered for them to come in, because it was getting cold and dark. They didn't really want to come in, but they were obedient. They told me they had found some feathers back behind the house, but no chicken, and there was a opening in the chicken-wire of the coop, and dog prints everywhere. I explained that the chicken must have gotten out of the pen and a dog got it or maybe even one of the cats. I sent them to check for clues in the store house where the cats live. They reported back that there was nothing of the chicken in the storehouse.
GGs: How are we suppose to find out what happened to the chicken if there are no clues?
Me: Yep, it is difficult to solve a murder case without the body.
GGs: So where is the body. We need to find it.
Me: I'm afraid the body has been eaten.
GGs: Not the whole body! There should be some of it left.
Me: Not necessarily. If the chicken got out last night, coyotes could have gotten it and carried it off. Or maybe it was the dogs or possibly a raccoon.
GGs: A raccoon! it was not a raccoon!
Me: Raccoons do get chickens now and then.
GGs: Well, we did not see any five-fingered prints near the chicken coop.
This was all said with such seriousness. I was having a difficult time keeping a straight face - especially the raccoon finger prints.