When someone says "it's just a chicken", they didn't know our sweet "Broken Girl". We lost her this week and boy there is a void in the coop. As a chick, she came to us with deformed feet but that never stopped her. When she went into her broody state, there was no reasoning with her. She was tough, protected her eggs and when she wanted something I would get the look, up and down and you could feel just what she was thinking.
She lived a very good and old life, she was at least 8 years old and right up to the end would give me the business when collecting eggs. I'm already missing her special soul, it's just not the same without her.
So sorry to hear about your loss. There's a special place in heaven for "folks" like her. May she rest in peace.
ReplyDelete~~Debbie~~