Oh ya now I remember, I now remember reading all about all of this, I had forgotten.My history with leghorns is sadly riddled with tragedy. I will provide a brief synopsis of what happened with the first 6 chicks.
The plan was to keep 2 chickens and then donate the other 4 to the farm up the road from my parents house from where my very first chickens came. I regret this especially now as i have 6 chickens currently. With what occurred, we should have kept them all. So once the were old enough, I took the 4 pullets to the farm. Sadly, a fox got all 4 of them. I've been upset with the farmer ever since because he took no efforts to integrate or protect them. They knew nothing of foxes or the like having been raised by humans in a suburban back yard.
The two we kept were named Dolly and Trisha and they were beloved by my wife.
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Dolly would pass away in a hawk attack. They were free ranging in the backyard and I heard a ruckus. I came out of the house to find a hawk standing on Dolly's back. I had no idea that hawks could be predators to them as when I was young, there were no hawks.
We sourced a replacement leghorn, Elphie. Her and Trisha were mates for some time.
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Trisha would become egg bound and have a prolapse of her cloaca. I did the best I could with her and she would live a few weeks more but eventually we found her passed away in the run.
Trish's passing would lead to Daisy, The Greatest Hen Ever, joining us as Elphie's friend.
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And what an experience you had, I tell you what.