Chicken just showed up?? ****NOW "Big Chickens Story" a story of a found chicken***lol

LOL the kids know if we don't name it its cus we eat it. And even then with the birds they will eventually get eaten. They respect them for it. But yes some have names. Because of the nature of farm life it tends to be generic. The rooster we call "Big rooster man" lol but he used to be called "poopy butt" cus he had some pasty butt going on when we got him. The rest are banded with colored bands. So say the chicken has a black band on the left leg. Its name is now "Elbee" (Left black or L-B) The other black band is named Arbee. (R-B) and so on. We took on two Buff Orpingtons and they are named Goldie and Lacy. And the Bantam Cochin hens are called Big momma...Little Momma....Sweet momma...and Momma
Haha! Your rooster's first name was funny. :) I have a ferret called Blackie but I created a nickname for him which is "Booger".
 
You know we have a lot in common...I'm also native America ...and I was adopted when I was 14 months old...I met my Bio paternal bah poo (birth father...he's a Halstead...I never did more than write to her..she lied to me...anyhow I was the first of hers..she was a danbury..she had other daughters but they were taken away
 
What a sweet face...no those are new...I always enjoyed pictures... IV got pictures of my twins everyday for the first 4 years...my granny had a house full..her fridge was covered with pictures...I sure do miss her
I know you miss her. And as im sure you know its gonna hurt for a very long time. But in the hurt don't forget that her blood and genetics are in your mom....in you....and your children. She may not be here anymore but she still exists. Hard to explain my way of thinking. But to me eternal life is when someone remembers you. Make sure you tell your children so much about her that they pass it to their children. Energy is never destroyed. When we pass our energy continues. It may be in the things that grow from our remains...some kind of current that continues on. I don't know. I just know it does not stop. Life comes from death. every bit of energy that was your grand mom is now dispersed back into the universe to become something else. So in that sense she still continues. You are supposed to break down!!!! You are supposed to cry and rage against death. Its in our nature. Just do it. let it go. Find a quiet place and fall apart. My signature and saying for life is "Cracked but not broken" and its for a reason. I can hear your pain sometimes through your posts. Its OK to fall apart. long as you can put you back again lol. A trick I found in my life of pain....Put your forehead on a mirror and just cry. Why? because you are leaning on yourself. Using YOURSELF as a strong place. You are strong enough to hold you up. I wish I could just reach through and fix your hurt but I would be doing you an injustice.
Just remember. "You got this" ;-)
 
Lol...that's a whole lot a momma.
LOL..Poopie butt...chuckle snort
My girls named most of mine...LOL we had 3 Sally's so a few got renamed...
Sally#2 is Gertrude
sally#3 is Veda Mae
most
Are wacky ...I have a hen named king
Lol
 
You know we have a lot in common...I'm also native America ...and I was adopted when I was 14 months old...I met my Bio paternal bah poo (birth father...he's a Halstead...I never did more than write to her..she lied to me...anyhow I was the first of hers..she was a danbury..she had other daughters but they were taken away
I met my bio dad when I was 21. We did not get on at first but now we are close. My bio mom was so drugged up she gave birth to me and went to a party lol. What tribe are you from?
 
Lol...that's a whole lot a momma.
LOL..Poopie butt...chuckle snort
My girls named most of mine...LOL we had 3 Sally's so a few got renamed...
Sally#2 is Gertrude
sally#3 is Veda Mae
most
Are wacky ...I have a hen named king
Lol
LOL they got the momma names cus they sit eggs for us. and raise the chicks. sooooo they are momma lol. And oh so sweet
 
Thank you...I needed that...its strange how we've never met but you've been a source of comfort to me during this time...I know our beliefs are different but yet similar...
I do not rage at her passing ...death is just as natural as birth...she was a very special lady...never had anything bad to say about anyone...ever...she was as ruthless as a rose petal...my heart is split...I rejoice that she is with those who went before...but my heart is heavy because I'm selfish...I miss her and want her back....I keep telling myself...how can I lose her when I know where's she's at..
I break down all the time..its like a crappy dream that I want to wake up from...thank you for your kind words
 
I met my bio dad when I was 21. We did not get on at first but now we are close. My bio mom was so drugged up she gave birth to me and went to a party lol. What tribe are you from?

My Bio maturnal...broke my arm in the hospital after birthing me..
not sure what tribe...o fallon I think...I was 23...now he's in a nursing home with massive brain trama
 

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