Wildlife Sanctuary or Garden of Horrors?

The birds chirp, praising God.
The chipmunks and squirrels are a great example, industrious, yet playful.
The soft bunnies hop to and fro.
And the Templetons of the world find rest and sustenance, a break from the struggles of the city.

Or...

Flocks of cacophony pilfer seeds, uproot plantlings and tear up worms.
Chipmunks tunnel under great patches of earth, drilling holes here and there and everywhere.
Squirrels steal grapes and topple sunflowers.
Ravenous rabbits raze entire crops.
The Templetons (I shudder at their common name!) mangle melons and half-gnaw tomatoes.
And now, mapaches murder hens!

Ah, Rhoda-hen,
Once robust,
Reduced to a pile of bones.

-update-
1.  We have bought two replacement pullets.  Their names are Henya and Henya.  (I love that name!)
2.  After putting the hens in a seriously reinforced lock-down last night, Rob came in and said, "Well, the good news is that nothing is getting in that coop.  ... ... The bad news is that there are four raccoons on the sidewalk in front of our house!"

Accordingly, we were distracted for a good portion of the night.  I served as Second-story Look-out, telling Rob when and where to go and flush out the mapaches.  Oy!  However, no hens died.