- Sep 6, 2016
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I just found my favorite hen, Daisy, dead. She was laying face down, legs stretched out behind her. She was acting fine a couple of hours ago. No signs of trauma, in good condition, only 1 1/2 years old. She laid an egg just yesterday (5 hens, 5 eggs). I suspect that she had a heart attack, the bad dog harassed them this morning and sent them all in a tizzy.
That's her in my avatar pic. She was my most consistently broody girl and raised the youngsters, although she has not had a broody episode in over a month. Before raising the youngsters, she was really sweet and attached to me. After becoming a fierce mama, she decided that I was there to serve her needs only, but would endure my affections. She was second in command and decided it was her job to be the enforcer.
It doesn't matter how much you prepare for it, its still hard to lose the ones you love. She was the first of my flock to go. Pleasant journey, Daisy, you will be missed.
That's her in my avatar pic. She was my most consistently broody girl and raised the youngsters, although she has not had a broody episode in over a month. Before raising the youngsters, she was really sweet and attached to me. After becoming a fierce mama, she decided that I was there to serve her needs only, but would endure my affections. She was second in command and decided it was her job to be the enforcer.
It doesn't matter how much you prepare for it, its still hard to lose the ones you love. She was the first of my flock to go. Pleasant journey, Daisy, you will be missed.