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warning...there is a photo of chicken poop at the bottom of this post. I am guessing that many of the posters here are not going to be grossed out by chicken poop.
Here in the Costa Rican jungle, life can be over quickly for a free-range chicken.
Two nights ago, Gwendolah Dahlink (photo below) did not return to the coop. She did not show herself for two nights.
Today there was a clatter in the yard. The rooster and Gwendola were kicking up such a fuss that My Labrador got a little excited. Gwendola was puffing herself up all big like they do when they are protecting their young and running from both the rooster and the other chickens. I could see no harm on her, only a dried leaf stuck to her leg.
As the rooster, Mr. Bill, chased, and Beamer barked, Gwendolah pooped the most incredible poop. (also photo below)
I do not know, but I am guessing that somehow she got herself stuck somewhere and this was her first poop in two days. Of course it could be anything here in the Central American
Jungle!
Here in the Costa Rican jungle, life can be over quickly for a free-range chicken.
Two nights ago, Gwendolah Dahlink (photo below) did not return to the coop. She did not show herself for two nights.
Today there was a clatter in the yard. The rooster and Gwendola were kicking up such a fuss that My Labrador got a little excited. Gwendola was puffing herself up all big like they do when they are protecting their young and running from both the rooster and the other chickens. I could see no harm on her, only a dried leaf stuck to her leg.
As the rooster, Mr. Bill, chased, and Beamer barked, Gwendolah pooped the most incredible poop. (also photo below)
I do not know, but I am guessing that somehow she got herself stuck somewhere and this was her first poop in two days. Of course it could be anything here in the Central American

