I just did see it. Yep. Tears are flowing. But such a beautiful sentiment.@BY Bob . Soon as I look at my downloads I will be able to honor your tribute to Gucci. That loss hurt me too.
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I just did see it. Yep. Tears are flowing. But such a beautiful sentiment.@BY Bob . Soon as I look at my downloads I will be able to honor your tribute to Gucci. That loss hurt me too.
I also shed a tear. This was a beautiful surprise though. I was wondering if you would finally share one day Gucci's story but didn't dare ask. I think the poem conveys all your feelings about it, and I agree it would make a beautiful children's book if you find the right person to illustrate it.Gucci Didn't Care
There seems to be a bit of sadness around here today with the loss of Tegan and Lucky's illness to just name 2. Sometimes i find it helpful to look back at a life that was and remember at times like these.
The loss of Gucci was very hard on Mrs. BY Bob and myself. We thought we were turning the corner with her but she just didn't make it. For whatever reason, I was inspired by the event. It feels odd to say that but it is true. Out of that inspiration came a very long poem. I have been refining it for some time with the help of some family and friends. After a while I started thinking that it might make a good children's book.
What is attached is essentially a final draft of that book. I am reaching out to someone to have the photos turned into watercolor illustrations and then I plan to try and get it published. If nothing else I will self publish. I really want Eve and any future grandchildren I might have to have a copy.
So here it is. Please be kind. I hope you like it. It has been a labor of love. I can now read it and not cry so I figure it is time to share. Perhaps everyone can find some joy in remembering.
She lost her life, for her freedom. I'm so sorry .You know, I lost another hen last week because of this!!!
In my 'route 66' flock, I have 4-5 that like to roost in trees. One (of course, a DC girl) I can never find. In the morning, she comes running over and wants back in the coop/run complex so she can eat...but she is ALWAYS already down on the ground hovering around the coop - so no hint of where she sleeps. I've been telling her for months that one of these days she will no longer be there to greet me in the morning. Last Tuesday was the day. And it was confirmed when I later found 2 clumps of her feathers with skin attached.
I love my DC girls, partially just because they are so independent, closer to their wild breathren....but I also sometimes hate that they are so independent - because of times like this. I am very sad at the loss, but I had steeled myself for it all summer - the darn independent cuss
Yes, she turned out ok, thanks for asking ! I found blood under her roost the night before and she nested for two hours in a wood stack where I couldn't reach her. She was tired for a while but seemed normal after. She's doing good today but hasn't laid, I'm hoping the next egg is easier on her.Why did Merle give you worry? is she ok?
I really did not intend to make everyone cry.I just did see it. Yep. Tears are flowing. But such a beautiful sentiment.
I'm very pleased that you liked it. Thank you for having patience with me and waiting to hear. Everyone here was so respectful of my feelings. I'm very thankful for that.I also shed a tear. This was a beautiful surprise though.
Beautiful poem that deserves to be published! It is a lovely memory of a beautiful friend and a touching story. Thank you for sharing it with all of us.Gucci Didn't Care
There seems to be a bit of sadness around here today with the loss of Tegan and Lucky's illness to just name 2. Sometimes i find it helpful to look back at a life that was and remember at times like these.
The loss of Gucci was very hard on Mrs. BY Bob and myself. We thought we were turning the corner with her but she just didn't make it. For whatever reason, I was inspired by the event. It feels odd to say that but it is true. Out of that inspiration came a very long poem. I have been refining it for some time with the help of some family and friends. After a while I started thinking that it might make a good children's book.
What is attached is essentially a final draft of that book. I am reaching out to someone to have the photos turned into watercolor illustrations and then I plan to try and get it published. If nothing else I will self publish. I really want Eve and any future grandchildren I might have to have a copy.
So here it is. Please be kind. I hope you like it. It has been a labor of love. I can now read it and not cry so I figure it is time to share. Perhaps everyone can find some joy in remembering.
Well, it is that bad when they get to free range. Part of the problem is that I am still using my mobile coops...and they are lower to the ground - which they don't like. If I can ever get my double decker finished, the chickens will be on top and that should help some.You might want to think about ways to help them go to bed on their own.
I so rarely get to hold mine I consider it a treat when I have to move someone. I carried Hattie the other day and it was wonderful. For me at least. She did not like it.
No, they are the biggest offenders!None of your roosters apparently help?
No. but it does go to how well the story is written, and how much she was loved.I really did not intend to make everyone cry.
So sorry for your loss.Looks like salpingitis and a respiratory infection. We’re not in a position to have exploratory surgery and she just looked miserable today. Barely ate and stood around hunched most of the day. She looked like she was improving the last couple of days but then seemed miserable today and I didn’t want her to suffer any more.
RIP Tegan sweetheart.
How annoying. I understand they have to leave them running in really cold weather, but that driver would get a piece of my mind and told to be much more careful where he parks in the future.(Yes I am awake with that stupid dump truck outside my well-site running all night and stinking up things with diesel fumes!)
So sorry for your loss.You know, I lost another hen last week because of this!!!
In my 'route 66' flock, I have 4-5 that like to roost in trees. One (of course, a DC girl) I can never find. In the morning, she comes running over and wants back in the coop/run complex so she can eat...but she is ALWAYS already down on the ground hovering around the coop - so no hint of where she sleeps. I've been telling her for months that one of these days she will no longer be there to greet me in the morning. Last Tuesday was the day. And it was confirmed when I later found 2 clumps of her feathers with skin attached.
I love my DC girls, partially just because they are so independent, closer to their wild breathren....but I also sometimes hate that they are so independent - because of times like this. I am very sad at the loss, but I had steeled myself for it all summer - the darn independent cuss
Bob that was really beautiful. I haven’t made it to the part of this thread yet that talks about Gucci, but it’s obvious she was very special and well-loved. You have her a good life for the short time she had.Gucci Didn't Care
There seems to be a bit of sadness around here today with the loss of Tegan and Lucky's illness to just name 2. Sometimes i find it helpful to look back at a life that was and remember at times like these.
The loss of Gucci was very hard on Mrs. BY Bob and myself. We thought we were turning the corner with her but she just didn't make it. For whatever reason, I was inspired by the event. It feels odd to say that but it is true. Out of that inspiration came a very long poem. I have been refining it for some time with the help of some family and friends. After a while I started thinking that it might make a good children's book.
What is attached is essentially a final draft of that book. I am reaching out to someone to have the photos turned into watercolor illustrations and then I plan to try and get it published. If nothing else I will self publish. I really want Eve and any future grandchildren I might have to have a copy.
So here it is. Please be kind. I hope you like it. It has been a labor of love. I can now read it and not cry so I figure it is time to share. Perhaps everyone can find some joy in remembering.