Tuesday, after an incredibly long day at work, I walked through the yard, gathered eggs, put on my muck boots and headed into the coop to feed and water the chickens.
Then, inexplicably, I thought I heard something different in the way the Ladies were chatting with me, so I decided to count them.
14.
Shit.
I didn't have it in me to do much investigating, so I didn't. But, damn...who knew losing a chicken could be so sad or so hard?
We've never lost a chicken like this before. I know fully that it is part of the process when keeping laying hens...there's bound to be sickness, accidents or the necessity of culling, but I guess I just wasn't expecting it this week...or anytime soon.
xoxo,
M
Poor chicken :(
ReplyDeleteI don't think you can ever expect it. We keep a lot of chickens, and I still hate it when we lose one, especially if I don't know why.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for your loss.
Thank you, Jocelyn. I do think it's the uncertainty of what happened that's bothering me most!
DeleteIt's very sad and none chicken owners don't understand. This week we lost our Gertrude, one of our original six, to prolapse. It went from mild to intestines hanging out. It was awful. Losing any animal isn't easy.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry about Gertrude. It sounds as though it was a very sad and traumatic experience :-(
DeleteI'm sorry to hear about your chicken. Thanks for sharing on The HomeAcre Hop! Hope to see you again tomorrow!
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