She was never trivial. Everything she did was for a purpose. When she was a chick, she chose me at the feed store where I bought her.
She knew.

She knew, even as a chick, that you were Her Person. You would love her, take care of her, and be there to help her live the best chicken life a girl could hope for. She put her head in your armpit to listen to your heart because she knew it was a good, kind, strong heart that would love her forever.

Fly high and free, beautiful lady Rocks-Anne. There are no hawks, just glorious sunshine and fresh air. And when you land, there are plenty of mealworms.

:hugsAlex :hugs
 
She knew.

She knew, even as a chick, that you were Her Person. You would love her, take care of her, and be there to help her live the best chicken life a girl could hope for. She put her head in your armpit to listen to your heart because she knew it was a good, kind, strong heart that would love her forever.

Fly high and free, beautiful lady Rocks-Anne. There are no hawks, just glorious sunshine and fresh air. And when you land, there are plenty of mealworms.

:hugsAlex :hugs
Beautiful. :goodpost:
 
I completely agree with what you say, I was a bit quick in my post. I will certainly also practice rotating pastures and believe it to be beneficial for both the animals and the pastures.
What bothers me is that people here don't take at all into account the fact that animals are not just lawn mowers. They will move them on very small pieces of land, up to the point of moving them every week, without a seasonal or geographical order. I believe for the animals, it's quite different from what you describe (dividing a huge pasture to rotate) or from having three or four main pastures for the year that will become familiar to them.
Thank you for sharing this information. I wish I had known this when I first got my chickens
 
I'm sorry for your loss. Like others have said I think it's merciful for her that she passed quickly, when you were with her. Unfortunately grief can take many ugly forms, guilt and anger being some of them, but in the end grief amounts to love.

Since she was a special hen for you, maybe you could write a tribute for her with some of the beautiful memories and photos you have of her?
:love:hugs
What beautiful thought. 😍
 

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