Gallo, me thinks you want to eat my rooster. I can see you dancing around the kitchen making basque chicken with tomatoes from your garden and being so proud of yourself. One more smooth criminal gone from the chicken yard!
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Gallo, me thinks you want to eat my rooster. I can see you dancing around the kitchen making basque chicken with tomatoes from your garden and being so proud of yourself. One more smooth criminal gone from the chicken yard!
I get close to my animals too and when its your fav. its even harder, Im sorry for your loss.I went to release the chickens this morning and found my poor Kevin dead under the roost. She's the first chicken I've had die since raising chickens in AZ. She had some kind of internal problems. She grew abnormally fast and large compared to her flock mates and laid only a few dozen eggs in her short two and a half years. But she was one of the sweetest birds I had. When I laid her on the ground while I dug the hole to bury her, her actual sister and inseparable best buddy, Waldo, kept nudging at her. Then she sat and preened Kevin's feathers until I took her away.
She was so fun and adorable. When we were outside she always came up and sat right next to us, wanting to be part of the group. RIP Kevin, we'll miss you.
I'm so sorryI went to release the chickens this morning and found my poor Kevin dead under the roost. She's the first chicken I've had die since raising chickens in AZ. She had some kind of internal problems. She grew abnormally fast and large compared to her flock mates and laid only a few dozen eggs in her short two and a half years. But she was one of the sweetest birds I had. When I laid her on the ground while I dug the hole to bury her, her actual sister and inseparable best buddy, Waldo, kept nudging at her. Then she sat and preened Kevin's feathers until I took her away.
I went to release the chickens this morning and found my poor Kevin dead under the roost. She's the first chicken I've had die since raising chickens in AZ. She had some kind of internal problems. She grew abnormally fast and large compared to her flock mates and laid only a few dozen eggs in her short two and a half years. But she was one of the sweetest birds I had. When I laid her on the ground while I dug the hole to bury her, her actual sister and inseparable best buddy, Waldo, kept nudging at her. Then she sat and preened Kevin's feathers until I took her away.
She was so fun and adorable. When we were outside she always came up and sat right next to us, wanting to be part of the group. RIP Kevin, we'll miss you.