And another bites the dust...
Or rather something bit her dust.
My hen, Pru, Prudence, went missing this week. She wasn't in the coop Friday night. Also wasn't in her favorite sleep away spot (the old coop). I couldn't find her. Sometimes chickens sleep in trees. Not often. And not elderly hens who can't get on the lowest roost anymore and have quit laying.
Hope did not spring eternal.
Saturday I found a SMALL cluster of black chicken feathers at the bottom of hill. Later, walking around, more black chicken feathers and 1 blue egg (that was her color of egg...but hadn't got one in over a month) with a hole in it and no yolk/white left. Interesting. ALMOST NO blood. One bit of bloody bone. Not enough feathers to account for an entire bird. But clearly, she's gone.
She came a few years back with Porky and Pearl. Only Porky remains...a giant barred rock who is still laying! Though sometimes her eggs look like crepe-y old-lady-neck-skin. Pretty gross and wrinkly. But sometimes they look fine. I'll have to look back to see what year they all got here. They weren't chicks on arrival, but at least 1 year old, likely older.
Anyway, farewell Pru and thank you for your service.
2 comments:
Sorry to hear about Prudence. Will you add to the flock?
L.
If a free (like no money required not like loose morals) hen is available, I will add to the flock but no rush.
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