Don’t worry, or be sad, my Sir Jaffar is surely watching over sweet Nimue until we all will be reunited in heaven. I pray 🙏 for Bob’s family for strength and comfort.
Me and Mr Wyandottey are having breakfast together. He was in the coop making so much noise I brought him in the house.
I get oatmeal, he gets steak strips and some cheese. Yep, we raided the fridge. I made the mistake and called him Sir Jaffar I do that sometimes :oops:
 
Complete and Utter Tragedy

I have terrible news. We lost Nimue today.

It had to be a hawk attack but the hawk did not kill her. She must have fallen in the pool when trying to get away and drowned.

I came out of the house to hear Lady Featherington bawking at the top of her lungs and no one was answering her. She had been in the coop laying her egg when the attack occurred.


No one was answering her.


I could find no other chickens anywhere.


I called and called and finally they started to emerge for an old main bird house I had stashed in a corner of the yard. 5 of them were in there.

It was like a clown car. First Aurora, then Aster, Niamh, and Hattie. Sydney would not come out. Here she is hidden inside the martin house.

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I could not find Nimue. Then I noticed the feathers in the pool. She was gone.

I fished her out and laid her on the cement. When Aurora saw her, I can't explain the sound. She ran back and forth wailing for a few minutes until she settled down.

Niamh came over to the body and prodded it. Trying to get her to wake up.

I buried her next to Glynda.

Niamh came and said goodbye.

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Once again my heart is broken by these chickens. The ones I am most close to seem to have the shortest lives. It's almost unbearable this time.

Niamh slept alone in the nest box tonight. She started on the roost but got down and went into nest box. I think it felt safer to be covered on all sides.
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I'm so very worried for her. I have no idea if the other chickens will adopt her now. The two of them were their own unit in s lot of ways. If she is always alone from now on I don't think I will be able to bear it.

I don't know if I will posting again here for a while. I just don't know. My heart is broken and I don't know if I can bear talking about it for a while.

It was very hard to write this but you need to know where I've gone.
My heart breaks for you and Mrs. BYB. I feel you pain. I feel there is a unwritten rule that our favorites are those who are taken from us too soon. Each time it happens I swear I will not get close to another chicken, and in my case it is a rooster. Once the soul shattering grief starts to subside here I go again falling for another rooster. The new one never takes the place of those who have left me, but, I love them in their own right.

This last round has shook me though. So much so that I am now rethinking everything I have done in the past in regards to my chicken keeping practices.

Please, take your time and step away. Mourn her for as long as you need to. Please do not forget there are other hens who will need you to come back to them. We will be here for nothing else then a friendly hello when you are ready.
 
Thank you, you too! I'm in the middle of making big changes with the chicken's quarters, excavating and building. But there's a big damper on the camper today with Bob's news.
Yes, it’s very sad. All we can do is pray for their family, and be a comfort if we can. I’m gonna need pictures of your progress :D
 
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