I was inside earlier today when I heard a ruckus outside. I ran out to my porch just in time to see a bobcat running off with one of my hens who was free ranging just a few feet away from the house. I chase it about 100 feet where my property line ends, and it realizes it can't make it through the fence with the hen. I'm running and yelling and callng it every swear word i can hoping he'll drop her, and he does...then he turned around to me! Realizing he was trapped and there's no telling what he was about to do I stopped in my tracks about 10 feet from it as we stared at each other, I looked for a stick or anything I can get my hands on from the tree hanging near me, thinking if he comes at me at least ill have something to gouge its eye out to give myself a better chance. He then bolts off to the right while I turned back to run inside to grab a .22 Rifle I keep by the door. By the time I get back out he's hopping the fence back into the woods. At this time my fearless dog finally decides to run outside and join me in the chase. I've never seen a bobcat around in the 25 years I've lived in my house, and I don't think it'll be the last, but it that's the case I'm gonna have something bigger than a .22 waiting by the door, he could have very well got my 13 year old miniature pincher instead of a hen.