Henrietta is hanging out on my lap today. She hasn’t had much attention for the last couple of days because her sister, Hildegard, is sick. Henrietta is such a precocious little thing, and even though she may not be a beauty queen like her sis she more than makes up for it with her personality.
Hildegard died during the night when I was still trying to fix her crop issues. Henrietta and Blanche were killed by a raccoon that got into their pen six nights ago. I am heartbroken and doubt I will ever get chickens again to be honest.