I am still so heartbroken I can't seem to get past this and I am suffering from a tremendous amount of horrible guilt. You see our beautiful Black Australorp, Ebby was the epitome of health. She was big, fat, beautiful feathers, eating and drinking extremely well.. I mean she was perfect.. not a thing wrong with her. Well my husband and I were moving to North Carolina from Florida. I had to re-home her though it was killing me to do this.. you have no idea how much I struggled with this but we just couldn't take her as we would be in an apartment for a year! So I searched and searched and finally remembered a good friend of the family had a small very cute farm with only a small amount of animals and she's the type of person like me that truly truly loves her animals. So she agreed to take Ebby. We even bought Ebby her own small coop so she could ease into the small flock and not just be thrown in with the 9 chickens she already had. Well we took her 2 days before we were leaving and set up her coop and everything and we watched her walking around and seeming to be doing well. After we left, the lady would send me pictures and videos of Ebby daily and she seemed to be happy and thriving and I was so happy and relieved that she was doing well. However after only almost 2 weeks there she stopped wanting to eat and didn't even want her favorite treats which Ruth was trying to even hand feed them to her cause I watched her doing this on video even! So I started to panic.. Ruth couldn't find anything obvious wrong with her. She just decided to lay on the bottom run part of her little coop with her new little friend who came to lay by her side. She just didn't want to come out or do anything and she seemed truly depressed. By the next day she passed away just like that! I can only think she died of a broken heart after being with us all of her 7 years? She was the only chicken we had because her sister had passed away almost 2 years prior and she went thru a big depression then but we spent lots of time with her and she came out of it and things were well again. She was always with us when we were out back which my husband was always out there doing something. If we went to sit on the deck here she came to sit with us, etc etc. She was very attached to us though she didn't really like being carried.. she did want to be in our presence and company all the time. So she was living her best life truly and we always gave her lots of treats etc.. thus why she was so big and fat! God bless my angel!! So now all I feel is a HORRIBLE guilt for having left her there!! Had I known anything like this could or would happen I swear I would have cancelled our plans and just postponed them until the day she passed or just dropped the idea of moving!! This happened on July 12th and I'm still suffering and can't get past this. I just feel so so very bad. Has this happened to anyone else?? It just makes no sense cause she was sooooooo healthy. 












