- Oct 4, 2013
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Rest In Peace Banjo, You Were The Best Chicken I Could Have Asked For. You Will Never Be Forgotten.
On a sunny May Saturday in 2013, a cute little black-and-yellow chick was hatched by a hen that had wandered from our neighbor's yard and nested under our horse trailer without our knowing it. She grew up with her brother, Rio, and was the sweetest, prettiest barred rock hen I had ever raised.
Banjo grew up in "Bitty City", the area of chickens where three broods of chicks were being raised. She had lots of fun "climbing" trees and perching on sticks.
Young Banjo in the pear tree:
Perching on her stick living in a chicken coop as a older pullet:
Banjo even enjoyed riding on my shoulder. She was very smart and listened to what I was saying when I talked to her.
And unfortunately, that fun-loving barred rock mix died February 26, 2014 from being spurred by a rooster.
She will always be remembered as the sweetest little hen.
She will always be remembered as the sweetest little hen.